I didn’t fall for your looks
for your muscles or your hair
I didn’t fall for your clothes
for your coolness or your cigarettes
I fell for the way you walk on a market
for the way you look at the food
I fell for the dimples next to your lips
for how your lips curve when you smile
I fell for your sense of humor
for how you appreciate the little things
I fell for your perfectionism
for the way you see the smallest details
I fell for the way you get angry
when you lose at a game
I fell for the way you get me
even if I don’t get myself sometimes
I didn’t fall for your looks
I fell for you
- the love letter I secretly wish you would read
“Most of us need to be reminded that we are good, that we are lovable, that we belong. If we knew just how powerfully our thoughts, words, and actions affected the hearts of those around us, we’d reach out and join hands again and again. Our relationships have the potential to be a sacred refuge, a place of healing and awakening. With each person we meet, we can learn to look behind the mask and see the one who longs to love and be loved.”—
Tara Brach
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