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Simple Things

It's the simple things
That make me love you.

The soft words
The gentle touches
The meaningless gifts
The special smiles

The things you don't say
And the things that you do
In everything
To see me through

It's the simple things
That make me love you

That grin of yours
The way your looks melt my insides
The laughter you share
The attempts to make me smile

The way you always know
Just what to say
The way you hold me
To stop my tears

It's the simple things you do
To give me the assurance
That all I need is you

It's in everything you do
And that how I know
That I love you.

Elisabeth A. Gildenzoph

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