I fell in love with the way he sings in the shower. The slow whispers that grow to a full blown concert as time rolls by... At times we've spent hours watching hopeless romances and horror films on our little TV. There's a candle sitting near the screen that casts a little glare I've come to adore. One of six candles left of that kind; one of six he bought for me when he found out they were being discontinued. There's something in the way he says "I love you" that sends me into a flurry of emotions. It starts in my toes and creeps all the way up my spine with the memory of his hands doing the same. It's not always verbal; sometimes it's those long embraces before work, sometimes it's the way he laughs at all my awkward habits and sometimes, it's just his company.
-Megan Songer
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