It’s not about the gestures
It’s not about that meals
It’s not about holding hands
It’s not about the hugs
It’s about the small things…
That’s like a warm blanket on a cold winter’s day
It’s about the meals
That melts away the day
It’s about holding on no matter what
That whispers, you’re there
It’s about the feeling
That I’ve got you
The song that’s incomplete, yet complete
The note that’s unfinished, yet understandable
The bond that’s uncertain, yet strengthens
The sewing that’s imperfect, yet holds
It’s a work in progress, yet it stays…brewing.
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