You have asked me so many times why I tolerate you that I started to wonder myself.
it's because you never make me feel like a side project
or a second choice
or a last resort
when I mess up you never make me feel stupid
it's because you tell me I'm adorable
even when I talk in my sleep
or freak out about crumbs in my bed
it's because when I told you I love you you didn't say it back
because you wanted to mean it when you did
and when you did I had to keep myself from crying
it's because a few days after that when we stayed the night together
you said it felt different
it's because you can always make me giggle
even when I feel like shit
it's because when I wake up in the middle of the night because my stomach hurts
you always rub my tummy and kiss my face until I fall back asleep
it's because you tell me
that I'm sexy
that I'm beautiful
that I'm cute
when I need to hear it the most
it's because you're honet
and respectful
and sweet
it's because you let me wear your shirt to sleep
it's becaue I love you in so many ways
it's because I don't tolerate you at all
you tolerate me
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The Unknown
PoetryThe stories, poems and thoughts of a sixteen year old girl. I'll admit I put a lot of myself into this. I don't expect you to like it, this is defiantly a personal thing. so yeah, have fun.
