There are things I wish he'd notice about me.
How my lips scrunch up when I'm excited.
How I clean when I'm upset.
How I get quiet when I'm mad.
How I let him leave a room first, to see if he'll hold the door.
How some of his jokes quieten me and make me want to clean something.
These are the things I wish he'd notice about me.
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