Those little memories of me sneaking upstairs just so that I can spend 15-20 minutes to be with you.
The little kisses we have before you leave school.
Hugging secretly and maybe a kiss or two whenever we can.
Holding your hand whenever we're alone.
Sitting on your lap on that first day we were actually together.
It wasn't much of a memory that we made
But it's the little things that we did that made me love you more.
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