Prince of Tennis

I love the way your eyes make cute little creases when you’re truly happy.

I love the way you’re naturally polite.

I love the way you talk to your mom.

I love the way…

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I love the way you’re a reminder to move on.

I love the way the songs that once reminded me of you have faded.

I love the way that you only cross my mind if I let it.

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I love the way I couldn’t finish the first part of this poem because I didn’t know you as well as I thought I did.

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Although it feels like I’ve done

Everything I could

To keep this little spark ignited,

The only one who can truly finish the poem is

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You.