All the small things, that maketh a man.
A kiss just for her, for nothing in particular.
Holding the door for her.
A hug out of nowhere.
Looking into her eyes.
A smile.
Surprises.
Words, just to remind her that you love her.
To be there to listen.
I think I like to know that there will always be someone to listen to me if I ever need to talk. I might never say a thing to that person, but just to know that should I ever need to, which I probably wont, but just in case, they'll be there. I guess knowing that means so much.
Whereas if you have someone there, that you know will not listen to you, unjudgingly, you'll feel so lonely, even if the person is with you everyday.
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