I like you

I like you, not because you look great,
but because you see things beyond sight.
I like you, not because you are smart,
but because you are fair and just.

I like the sound of your laughter.
It really makes my heart flutter.
I like how you looked at me in the eyes,
and told me I was beautiful that night.

I like how you hold my hands,
and said everything will be all right.
I like how you kissed me in the forehead,
and said I did great even if I'm really not.

I still like you even though you told me that I am the little sister that you never had.
I still like you even when you raised your eyebrows when you get mad.
I still like you though sometimes your cooking tastes bland.
I still like you although you talked for hours, about the woman you loved.