It's you. It's always you.
The way you laugh. It fills my heart with happiness.
Your hair. Like flames. Lively, full of life, like you. Silky, defines you completely.
Your eyes. How they search for mine and lock onto them. How they completely astound me until I can't say anything.
Your hands. How they never let go of mine. How you search for me in a crowd, your cheeks rosy, eyes laughing, hand outstretched and your grip, not letting go. I'm yours forever.
Sometimes I just can't believe I have you.
How you beat people up if they say one word against me. How you never give up, not on me, not on anyone.You believe, and that keeps me strong.
My heart is yours.
How you turned down all the boys that liked you, for me . You didn't cry when I broke up with you. You looked at me. And you said you'd wait. And that's what made me go, made me fight, made me know I could do this because of you .
You're my first and last thought.
When that 'fangirl' attacked me, you Bat-Bogeyed her. You're a laugh, amazing, you make me the happiest person alive.
I love how when people say something flirty you shove it right back up their noses. I love you from your head to your toes.
I'm yours, and you're mine.
Well, until I have to share you with the kids we'll have. That I know we'll have.
Mini versions of us, right ?
Amazing.
Your eyes define you, and you define me.
