I love how you love me.
Does that conjure up memories of a song? It does for me, but I have only had it said to me, personally, once.
Having someone recognize that my love for them is real and sweet and fierce, is a gift. Such a person understands something about me others often miss, or take for granted.
It is a level of intimacy that makes my heart leap a little, because being understood is so amazingly rare.
Nothing feels better than being loved - except maybe loving.
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