A short compilation of the things I love about you
I fell for you, the way they would in a book,
Little by little, then all at once.
First a glance, now I can't help but look
I love that smile, boy, your smile.
That shy yet almost smirk,
it can light up a mile.
I love the way you stare at me,
when I am looking out,
out through the glass,
I love your hair, the one that’s always trying to defy gravity;
Baby, it’s perfect the way it is,
I love how, when we hugged the first time,
Touch that space above your hips,
And the way laughter leaves your lips.
I love that small birthmark,
on the under side,
of the upper part,
of your right arm.
I love that sailor mouth of yours ;
and the way you laugh,
the few times I swear.
I love your eyes, those beautiful brown orbs,
And the way they shine,
every time you smile.
I love your fingertips, and how they are always touching me,
Like I am beautiful mosaic.
You make my skin burn.
I love how you grip,
the steering wheel,
every time you take a turn.
I love the way, you say my name,
And I love it then, despite all I find in it to blame.
Did I mention I love the waves of your hair and how they stick up?
I love the way you accept,
that post-it notes are my form of communication,
And you use them too.
Oh, what would I do without you?
I love the way you kiss my forehead, and you pull me closer,
And I find myself home.
I love how you sing along with me, although we both shouldn’t sing in public;
But who cares of the public?
I love that small crease in the middle of your nose,
And the proof that it will become like Flynn’s one day.
I love your perfect teeth,
With that slight chink on the side,
I love how you call me your girl,
It’s my favorite post,
The one I shall never give up or quit on.
I love how you listen to me,
Even when I just boast,
You make my trivial life comparable to a princess’.
You shall always be my prince charming.
I love when I am tired :
I always am tired,
And you tuck my head,
Closer to your chest.
Darling, you know me best.
I love how your fingers fit perfectly in mine,
A puzzle, a jigsaw,
My perfect other half.
I love your blue shirt, and the black one,
And the half sleeved ones too,
Sweetheart, I love everything on you.
I love waking up to ’ good morning beautiful’ ,
And waking up,
knowing you are mine.
I love your lips.
Warmth and sunshine.
I love your hugs,
and those arms,
And the way they wrap,
Perfectly. So perfectly.
Oh the way you ask,
If I am alright:
I will be,
I will be,
with you, by my side.
I love how you answer my ’forever?’
With ‘forever and ever and ever’ .
I love you, my treasure,
My perfect, precious gem.