i love him in all the desperate forms,
like showing up when he doesn't want to see me, like trying to stop him from leaving and pleading with him while he demands I stay away
i love him in the war,
when throwing things and during screaming matches, when we tell each other all those awful things
i love him in those dirty ways,
when his mouth and hands claim me, and in all the secret things we say
i love him playfully,
my best friend with all the inside jokes
i love him loudly
i love him quietly
