The Reason

He ties the most perfect ribbon on my watch.
But that's not the reason I love him.

He buys me chocolate when I'm in period pain.
But that's not the reason I love him.

He holds me quietly when I'm in emotional chaos.
But that's not the reason I love him.

He loves me for who I am, unconditionally.
That's the reason I love him.

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