Test

This is a test. Something to see if the words are real to you. An ode to someone, to someone that I love very much. I love the way you caress my hair when we're laying watching TV, the way you look when you're so tired you can barely keep your eyes open. I love the way you get so excited about making me dinner and the way you always make sure I'm warm and covered with a million blankets. I love the small random im's when I don't expect it and I love how you'd drive downtown to pick me up at 2 am from work. I love the way you look when you're really concentrating on something and the expression you get on your face right when you're about to sneeze. I love when you just come up and do the dishes without having me ask and how you light candles and draw me a bath when you really know I need it. I love how you make me do things even when I say I don't want to but secretly really do and I love how you know everything about me, and how you'll lay with me and just relax whenever I ask to.

I do miss the way we used to be too though. I do miss how you used to leave stuff at my place and call it your home. I miss the icards in the morning or the random notes next to the bed. I do miss the random trips to the riverfront in the middle of the afternoon and the way it used to be when I didn't have to fight about the petty things. I miss how you used to come in a kiss me and ask me how my day went or how you used to show up and surprise me with frosties. I miss the surprises and the subtle gestures. I miss the gin games and being all you cared about. I miss the carefree days and the days when we'd be happy just to be together. I miss so much about how it used to be...

so I guess love moves on from the small subtle gestures in the beginning months, but why does it all have to be lost? I love you so very much, where did all of the romantic gestures go?