How I Know I Love You

Submitted By mathwiz23
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How I Know I Love You
I know I love you because I want to get you soup when you’re sick. Not only do I want to get it for you, I want to make it for you so you can eat something made with love instead of with crushed insects and preservatives. I know I love you because I want to slap anyone who hurts you, even if it’s your coach. I want to hold you when you’re injured and kiss the spot that hurts when you get banged up in the game. I know I love you because I want you to be healthy even when you’re not sick or injured yet.

I know I love you because I worry about the stuff only people who love you worry about. The amount of quality sleep you get a night and what you’re eating so that you can put weight on.

I know I love you because I think you’re beautiful even when you’re not. And I don’t mean good-looking, I mean beautiful, beautiful like there’s something pervasive and magnetic about you that comes through even when you look positively bad. Like in your basketball pictures when you’re making those really ugly faces, I still think you’re beautiful. I know I love you because I think you’re beautiful even when you’re wearing your beard is a little too long.

I know I love you because I can’t abandon you, not even when you’re being a dick. Not even when you’re being ten dicks. Normally I don’t put up with that sort of behavior but I love you and I understand you’re stressed or frustrated or with I’m being PMS-y so I let it slide for a little bit, but only after a few of my own comments of course. But I also love you enough to call you out on it when it gets to be too much. I know I love you because only people who love you care to say something about your bad behavior instead of saying nothing and just calling you an asshole behind your back. Luckily for both of us though, this is a rarity

I know I love you because I want to listen, I really do. I don’t have anywhere to be that can’t wait for a while and I wouldn’t check my phone, in