Three

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You said you were tired of waiting
For me to utter that phrase
But they were found in the coat
I gave you on cold days
They were the fabric of the umbrella
That sheltered you from rain
They were the ties of the band-aid
That covered your pain
They were the stitches of the blanket
That I covered you with
They hovered on my lips
As I gave your cheek a kiss
With all of these things
That I constantly do
How could you not know
That I love you?

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