i love the way our eyes met. the way we were both too scared to take the others hand. the way you had eyes for only me. the way you kissed my check. the way you kissed my lips. the way my hand fits in yours. the color of your eyes. your hair. how freaking gorgeous you are. the way i feel like i'm floating when i talk to you. the way i smile, and laugh, when you're around. the way you can turn a completely horrible day around in a second. the way it hurts me, when you hurt, like the pain is my own. the way we have everything in common and nothing at all. your voice. the way we talk about absolutely nothing, yet it somehow means everything. the way when i see anyone even resembling you, i stop and stare just to check, even if there's no possibility it could actually be you. the way i wish any guy i'm with but you- is you. the way i want to jump out of the car when i drive past your house. the way just thinking about our memories makes me giggle. the way i could never love anyone like i do you. the way when i imagine who i'll be with, years from now- you pop into my head. the way even when i find it hard to find reasons not to kill myself, you're always number one- even if you're also the only one. the way you make me melt. the butterflies you give me. the way my tummy flips when i think about you. the way you insist i sing to you, although my voice is horrible. the way you apologize when you think you did something wrong. the way your voice sounds when you feel bad. the way you sound when you're happy. the way you aren't afraid to absolutely be yourself. the way that the only times we've fought was because i was offended by something you said, when in reality you had just been trying to look out for me. the way you're protective. the way i think about you all the freaking time. the way i'd walk a thousand miles to see you, just for a moment. the way i miss you so badly it actually hurts. the way everything reminds me of you. how i forget about everything that hurts when i'm talking to you. the way you make me happy- actually happy. the way my heart stutters every time you say you love me. the way i could just stare at you for hours. the way neither of us want to hang up once we're talking on the phone. the way you tease me. how you're so childish, and totally mature at the same time. every single one of your flaws. how smart you are. how you always seem to have the answers. how even when your life is so stressful, for some reason, you're the one making me smile. how you're chasing your dreams, &working hard to achieve them. how no other guy could compare.
i love you♥