Freckles and a Jacket

Because I love you,

I spent three years counting the freckles on your nose.

Because I love you,

I wrapped a blanket around your shoulders everytime the cold rattled your bones.

Because I love you,

I cared for your broken heart when he didn't.

Because I love you,

I made sure you were always wearing your seatbelt.

Because I love you, 

I supported your decisions. 

Because I love you,

I called you my best friend.

Because I love you,  I miss you.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
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