he loved me just the way i was

He loved me just the way I was
He loved me already before I knew him
I loved him the same loved him before paths crossed before words stumbled
before our coffee ground romance

He loved to come home finding me perched in a chair reading, sipping tea or writing, feverishly
He liked me best in my own element

Today as I sit perched in a chair
reading next to a open window
the breeze playing with my hair
I think about his love for me

and I pretend he’s coming home soon

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