I love the way you look down when you smile, and the way dimples grace your perfect face. I love your nebula eyes and your love for the vastness of the universe.
I love how after you first wake up, your hair sticks up in awkward directions.
I love the way your eyelashes cast shadows across your cheekbones. I love the way you articulate your thoughts and how you can be effortlessly eloquent. I love your humour and how we can laugh at anything. I love your raw passion for life. I love your hands and how they are the same shape as mine. I love how our fingers stay interlocked for hours and how we walk everywhere holding hands. I love how I have to stand on my tip toes to kiss you and how you pick me up when you're excited to see me. I love your bones, the rivers and valleys and pathways of your skin. I love how we can sit around and do nothing and be completely happy. I love how you don't try to impress me, because you don't need to. I love the quietness of night with you. I love the sound of your breath, and the rhythm of your heartbeat, the most beautiful songs I have ever heard. I love how you squirm when I run my fingertips along your rocky spine. I love your laugh, and your stupid weed tshirts. I love the patchy stubble on your face, and I love the roughness of your jaw.
I love you. Every inch of you. So completely, so totally. I am so excited for the future, for our future. The adventures we will have, and the places we will go.


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