years of love
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decades of the meaning of love

years of love

I was a newborn and love was

I was a newborn and love was my dad's unending patience bringing back my kicked-away socks

I was one and love was

I was one and love was my brother holding my hand and telling me the words for anything I pointed at

I was two and love was

I was two and love was my grandpa giving me the raisins from his cereal

I was three and love was

I was three and love was choosing days with my best friend to wear our matching socks

I was four and love was

I was four and love was my grandma letting me eat the sweetest raspberries

I was in kindergarten and love was

I was in kindergarten and love was wearing my prettiest dress to a playdate

I was in elementary school and love was

I was in elementary school and love was the fiercest of loyalty

I was in middle school and love was

I was in middle school and love was slow dancing even after the slow song ended

I was an older cousin and love was

I was an older cousin and love was being the one to understand the sensory horribleness of socks

I was in high school and love was

I was in high school and love was watching quietly, but praying for them

I was in university and love was

I was in university and love was a tug-of-war between adventure and staying in

I'm in your arms and love is

I'm in your arms and love is passing time going unnoticed

I'm in your arms and love is passing time going unnoticed (even when you kick off your socks and stick your freezing feet on me)

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