The Way Poem by Hayley K...

The way we danced,
with any kind of song,
sweet, slow, relaxing.

The way he made me laugh,
before him,
I hadn't like that in 3 months,
I never frowned.

The way he held me,
never before,
so sincere.

The way he kissed me,
each time felt like the first,
meaningful, tender, happy, wanted.

The way we talked,
comfortable, interesting, ongoing.

The way he treated me,
right, respectfully, honestly.

He never let go of my hand,
never frowned, never hesitated.

The way he is,
is great, and I'm glad,
to be with him.