Rowan

I love that I have fallen in love with your laugh. The sound feels like home.

I love your smile. It makes me absolutely melt. Seeing you smile is such a special and beautiful aspect of life that I cherish.

I love that when you touch me, it sends shivers down my spine.

I love when we kiss; I feel like everything bad in the world disintegrates.

I love when we dance ridiculously in my room I don’t want to be anywhere else.

I love that if I could change anything, I wouldn’t. I want you and I want where we are.

I love how much anticipation I feel for when I see you again.

I love your eyes. On some occasions, they’re grey like rainy days. Other times, they’re blue and bright. They’re beautiful.

I love when you have your arm around my waist. I feel safe.

I love running my fingers through your hair.

I love looking at you.

I love when you look at me.

I love when you kiss me on the head.

I love when we hold each other.

I love when I’m able to get you to smile or laugh. You’re utterly adorable and being able to cause something so incredible is unarguably a win.

I love how it just takes one look and how we feel is implied.

I love how annoyingly cute we are to those around us.

I love hugging you.

I love how genuine and explicit we can be with each other.

I love that we can emulate small details from each other, yet remain our own persons (even though we are practically the same).

I love throwing glitter at you because I find it astonishingly humorous.

I love that I can trust you.

I love our ridiculous inside jokes.

I love our ridiculous (and fun) nicknames.

I love when you whisper into my ear and your breath feels warm like sun rays on my skin.

I love when our hands are intertwined.

I love the comfort I feel with you.

I love the safety I feel with you.

I love the emotions that you make me feel.

I love when you kiss my face.

I love kissing your face.

I love when I tickle you because your face gets even more annoyingly adorable.

I love the physical contact between us; when our warmth is exchanged.

I love that you can make me laugh (even though I don’t like the sound of it).

I love that you’re here for me.

I love that I’m here for you.

I love when I pretend to be upset with you and you manage to break me in seconds.

I love how you talk about the things that you love.

I love your singing voice.

I love the sound of your voice when you’re talking.

I love the butterflies I feel with you.

I love the thought that you want a future with me.

I love that I want a future with you.

I love that my heart races when I first see you.

I love your mind.

I love the words you use and how you use them.

I love that you laugh at my jokes even when they’re horrendous.

I love when you say my name.

I love saying your name.

I love how cheesy we can be, while simultaneously making jokes or not making jokes…

I love being yours.

I love you being mine.

I love how you make me see the world in a more open way.

I love how soft your hair is.

I love that you try to be open with me.

I love that there’s no one else.

I love writing about you (even when I don’t share it).

I love that you care about me.

I love that I care about you.

I love when you stop and just hold me tightly.

I love how you cloud my mind with happy thoughts.

I love when you leave my room with your aroma lingering behind.

I love seeing you when you’re passionate.

I love the way you squint your nose when you’re talking about something you care about.

I love your willingness to put up with me.

I love when your hair is up and strands are spilling out.

I love how happy you’ve caused me to be.

I love that it’s us.

I love that we can get through whatever is thrown at us.

I love that we don’t care about what others think.

I love that gleam of hope I get when I look at you; my bright eyed and breathtakingly beautiful person.

I love that we know each other, yet we’re still learning.

I love that we have our lives ahead of us; that we have a lot of time to figure each other out wholly.

I love when you say something sweet and it melts me.

I love drawing on you.

I love poking at you and seeing your reaction.

I love when you take my hands and stop me from doing anything.

I love the thought of us cuddling on stormy days.

I love the thought of us going on adventures.

I love the thought of being the coolest duo in every situation.

I love when you sing next to me.

I love when we’re alone and can just enjoy each other’s presence without the disruption from others.

I love knowing you’re honest with me.

I love knowing you love me.

I love knowing that I’m honest with you.

I love knowing that I love you; completely and utterly.