Would you like to know when I love you the most? When you don’t even know I’m looking. When you don’t know I’m looking, I can see your mind working silently. It’s a beautiful picture. Though you are still, it’s as if I could see your thoughts moving, swirling, busy. Your eyes searching and alive, it’s captivating to watch. When you don’t know I’m looking, I can see you feel the music you play. Nothing compares to times like that. Your brows furrow, just barely, singing the lyrics and eyes close, being part of the moment. Your voice fills the room with sound that calms me and strumming that fills my heart.
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