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A woman confused

In absolute certainty,
I want you.
The way you look into my eyes,
The way you laugh at my corny jokes,
 The way you look at me with your crystal clear eyes, even when you don't think I can see,
The way you blush when the sound of my name is said out loud,
The way you laugh at my clumsiness, no matter how truly embarrassed I am,
The way you smile hearing my random, witty thoughts,
The way you respect my values and keep me safe in your arms,
All of this, in just one small year of knowing you.
I have accepted your flaws, your mistakes, the horrendous endeavors you partake in,
Only to have found myself helplessly falling for you.
These feelings of butterflies floating around graciously in my stomach,
whenever your face appears on my radar.
I cannot help but one day finding this love again,
This pure, emotional love, stronger than any other feeling in the world,
only to find it with someone else.

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