My Love
Love is real, real is love
Love is feeling, feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved
Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved
Love is you
You and me
Love is knowing
We can be
Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needing to be loved
I love his blue eyes.
I love his ever-changing hair.
I love his soft, smooth neck.
I love his tender lips.
I love his amazing, huge smile.
I love his broad shoulders.
I love how he holds me.
I love how he cares.
I love his deep voice.
I love how he speaks.
I love how he laughs.
I love how his touch feels.
I love how he always calls me.
I love how he can never say goodbye without saying he loves me, even if it's only for a few minutes.
I love how he's always concerned.
I love when he hugs me.
I love when he stares at me.
I love when he talks to me.
I love when he talks about me.
I love when he compliments me.
I love when he kisses me.
I love when he leans on me.
I love leaning on him.
I love watching him sleep.
I love rubbing his forehead.
I love stroking his hair.
I love rubbing his muscular arms.
I love when he holds my hand.
I love when he grips my hand tight to show he won't let go.
I love when he writes songs for me.
I love how he always makes me smile even when he's not around, all I have to do is think of him.
I love how he's sincere in everything he says.
I love how he always says the right things without even trying.
I love how he always has a story to tell.
I love how he always has something to say.
I love how he can read me so well.
I love how he always knows when something is wrong and won't stop prying until he knows what it is and fixes it.
I love how I can tell him anything.
I love how he can tell me anything.
I love how he's the only boy I think about.
I love how he's the only guy that I can see myself with years from now.
I love how I can trust him.
I love how he trusts me.
I love how warm he is.
I love his big heart.
I love all of our talks.
I love how he plans for our future.
I love how he says that he wants to with me forever and I believe him.
I love how he makes my past seems as if it never happened.
I love how my life seemed to start over the moment I saw him.
I love how similar we are. I love our differences.
I love how he makes me feel safe.
I love how he always seems to know what I'm thinking.
I love that he understands me.
I love that he loves my clingy-ness.
I love his clingy-ness.
I love how he makes me feel beautiful.
I love how right we are for each other.
I love when we cuddle.
I love how he claims that I'm the only one he cares about.
I love how perfect he is.
I love how flawless he is.
I love how comfortable he is.
I love how gorgeous he is.
I love when he touches my cheek.
I love when he rubs my leg.
I love how he tickles me.
I love how he always wants me to be happy.
I love when he comforts me.
I love how nothing can go wrong when I'm with him.
I love how he brags about me.
I love how I constantly think about him.
I love how he'll do anything for me.
I love how he always puts me first.
I love his selfless-ness.
I love how he dresses.
I love how he looks in leather.
I love his perfect body.
I love his muscular legs.
I love the funny noises he makes just to make me laugh.
I love how he adores me.
10/31/07