I love the way you wear
your indie love
like a well-worn jacket.
Like a favorite hat
that spends half it's time
hanging out of your back pocket.
Like an old plaid shirt
that's growing holes
and growing threadbare.
I love the infinite
eternal
declarations of your heart
that you make
side-by-side
with an easy brush off.
You say
"I live to make you love me,
etc.
etc."
And that is why I love you.

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