I love your eyes. The
way your pupils get bigger when we hang out. How they captivate
me with just a glance. How your thoughts and feeling play across
them like a movie. I love your smile. How contagious it is. You
smile and I can't help but smile. The little laughing marks
you have. I love your arms. How secure they make me feel with
just one hug. I love your laugh. How, just like your smile,
it's contagious. It's deep and husky. I love your voice.
It excites me and calms me at the very same time. Especially your
sleepy voice. I love how when we hug, my head is just over your
heart, the top of it right under your chin. I love how when we
hold hands you play with my fingers or trace the inside of my
palm. I love how when a car goes by, you squeeze real tight to
make sure I'm there. I love how you protect me from anything
and everything. I love how if I call at 3 in the morning,
I'll still get a response. I love how you pick me up, even
though I fight it, because you know part of me loves it. I love
how if I don't sit on your lap, you pull me on. I love how
you can tell when something is wrong, even over a text. I love
how you know every little thing about me, from the color of my
eyes to every weird habit I have. I love how you got me to
realize my own beauty. I love how you showed me to stand up for
myself. I love how much of rebel you are. I love it when you sing
over the phone. I love it when I'm sick, you read me sad
stories from youtube, and when I'm tired, you'll tell a
story just because I like to hear your voice. I love how you
always redirect questions toward me, just to make sure it's
what I want. I love everything about you. I love
you.
