• Something About You

    by  • September 19, 2010 • Heartbreak, Inspiration, Love - Pure and Simple, Yearning • 0 Comments

    Something about you makes me feel whole again.

    Something about the way you listen to me.

    Something about the way you cover your mouth when you’re trying not to laugh.

    Something about the way you don’t let anything that happens to you get you down.

    Something about the way you’re able to enjoy the simple things.

    Something about the way you’re usually the one to start our conversations.

    Something about the way you make me feel like I’m worth it.

    Something about the way I fell asleep that time we were on the phone.

    Something about the way you apologize way too much, for things that aren’t even your fault.

    Something about the way you always told me I’m smart.

    Something about the way you whispered in my ear that I don’t know how special I am.

    Something about the way you make fun of me, and yourself.

    Something about the way I don’t understand why you’re so interested in everything I have to say.

    Something about the way you’re willing to sacrifice sleep just to talk to me.

    Something about the way you’re just so content, the way you are.

    Something about the way you’re so carefree.

    Something about the way that, day after day, I looked at your eyes really hard, trying to figure out what color they were.

    Something about the way you told me you looked for me by my locker, even though you knew I never use it because it doesn’t open.

    Something about the way you told me I’d never be just a face in the crowd, not to you.

    Something about the way you promised me to take me to the beach at night someday.

    Something about the way you joke that you “steal” my hours just to hear me talk.

    Something about the way you laugh, quiet in my ear.

    Something about the way you don’t put up with my self-pity.

    Something about the way you pull me back from the edge, without even realizing it.

    Something about the way you want to see the world, but are happy anyway if you don’t.

    Something about the way you’re ambitious.

    Something about the way you don’t care about material things.

    Something about the way you tried not to wake me up that time you thought I was asleep.

    Something about the way you tell me stories about your childhood, which was so different from mine.

    Something about the way you always insist that I’m fun to talk to, even if I don’t believe you.

    Something about the way you’re not a typical “guy guy”.

    Something about the way you genuinely sounded torn up when I told you about what I’ve been through.

    Something about the way you hugged me really gentle.

    Something about the way you told me you liked my hair, even though I dyed it horribly.

    Something about the way you like trees.

    Something about the way you always tell me you care about me.

    And yet… something about you breaks my heart.

    Related Post

    Leave a Reply