I don't care about the lavish gifts he gives me,
What matters most is the little things.
Like stroking my hair when Im sleeping
Or giving me kisses while I lay in his arms
Just telling me he'll think of me wherever he goes
and promising me that he'll call me when he wakes up tomorrow.
What matters most is what comes from the inside when true love shows through actions that might not seem important but it is.
It is quite important.
Love is not bought with money.
Love is free
His caring ways brightens up my day and makes me linger for more
I finally feel his love, his warmth, and his emotions
Now, I remember what it feels like to be madly in love.