when You walked in
so late at night
drunk as hell,
loud and obnoxious,
I didn't care.
because that's what love is.
when I gave You
all of my secrets
to do with
what you pleased,
I didn't care.
because that's what love is.
when I forgave
every small lie,
every misstep,
and ceded to you
completely,
I didn't care.
because that's what love is.
and I love You
though I don't love much
but You--
You, I love.
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