Day after day. It's in the little things, the little kisses, the small stuff. Rubbing alcohol on my skin when I get an infection. Yelling at you when I'm upset and still you give me a hug and tell me you're on my side. Accepting my weird things, my obsessions, my crazyness. The way you look at me when I get undressed. When I dance around the room, uncoordinate and giggling. When I climb on walls. When I look at you.
It's day after day, because we go together like cookies and cream.