I know you've never loved 

The crinkles by your eyes when you smile 

You've never loved 

Your stomach or your thighs 
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine 

But I'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth 

But if I do, 

It's you, oh it's you, 

They add up to 

I'm in love with you, 

And all these little things