Dereke

I love our small talk
And the way you do your hair
I love you
Because of the dimples that appear on your face
And your intelligence that matches my own
I love the way you kiss my cheek
And wrap your arms around me
Holding me in place and keeping me from falling
I love your tender moments with me
And the way you promise me things with 'pinkie promises'
(I know, I know - it's elementary school but you do it for me anyways)
I love you
For your acceptance
For taking in my weirdness and adoring me
Loving me
The way that I couldn't love myself
I love that I found my soulmate
My forever friend
My Dimples
I love you, Dereke - I really do...

This poem is about: 
Me

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