When Poem by alice spakrs

When I hear his voice, I feel a smile come upon my face.
When I get a message from him saying good morning beautiful, it reminds me of how much he
cares about me.
When we hug and he holds me tighter, I know that he doesn't want to let me go.
When he shows me off when I'm in sweats and holds my hand in front of his friends, I know he is proud
of me.
When he asks me if I'm okay and I lie saying yes, he kisses my forehead, holds me close, and says
'I know you're not.'
When he says my name instead of babe or baby, I know he thinks my name is beautiful.
When he keeps telling me that he loves me, I know that he doesn't want me to forget it.