Listen to the Little Things
I Love You was not needed
You see it was not the Romeo and Juliet story
It was the old grandma and grandpa story
When I compromised with a smile it meant I Love You
When I hugged you long and warm it meant I Love You
When I sang those Bruno Mars songs to you it meant I Love You
When you came home late and I scolded you it meant I Love You
It was the little actions that showed my love for you
But you never understood those action
Love is not meant to be forced so I stand waiting
Maybe you will find it in my next smile
next hug
next song
next scold
or maybe you won't
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