she says I smoke too much
that I'm
a complainer
she worries about my
cough
any cough
"are you allright?"
I love her attention

she likes to hold hands
anytime a hand's free
she likes to
kiss
in crowded bars
she wants me to close my eyes
I oblige
or atleast I try to

I hate these things
all of these
when they're standing alone
but it all fades
standing there with her