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You're all of my favorite things, honestly.

I love singing you to sleep at night, and waking up to you in the morning.
I love the way you smile against my lips whenever I kiss you, or how you laugh because I'll have ended up kissing your teeth.
I love how happy you get when we do the littlest things, like flying kites, or, going on a stupid date.

I know that sometimes I can be stubborn, and I'm sure one day you'll be hella fed up with me, but for now, you love me. And I love that.

I love your everything, from your taste in music, right to the fact that you eat those nasty motherfucking spaghetti-o's.

I love playing around with you, and being a silly butt, and messaging you on skype even though you're right there. I love being able to talk to you without being in call, it's the best feeling.. You're the best feeling.

And for some reason, everything I draw ends up being for you, and I constantly spill myself all over the description because I think I'm a little too afraid to say it to your face. I know I'll stammer, and look like an idiot.

But last night, seeing you all dressed up like that.. I cried, I cried because you were so incredibly beautiful, and every smile you gave me made my heart jump, I could hardly look at you. I think I fell in love with you all over again last night, when you chased me through the parking lot.

I hope I can fall in love with you again, and again. Because it's the best feeling in the world.

Description
You're all of my favorite things, honestly.

I love singing you to sleep at night, and waking up to you in the morning.
I love the way you smile against my lips whenever I kiss you, or how you laugh because I'll have ended up kissing your teeth.
I love how happy you get when we do the littlest things, like flying kites, or, going on a stupid date.

I know that sometimes I can be stubborn, and I'm sure one day you'll be hella fed up with me, but for now, you love me. And I love that.

I love your everything, from your taste in music, right to the fact that you eat those nasty motherfucking spaghetti-o's.

I love playing around with you, and being a silly butt, and messaging you on skype even though you're right there. I love being able to talk to you without being in call, it's the best feeling.. You're the best feeling.

And for some reason, everything I draw ends up being for you, and I constantly spill myself all over the description because I think I'm a little too afraid to say it to your face. I know I'll stammer, and look like an idiot.

But last night, seeing you all dressed up like that.. I cried, I cried because you were so incredibly beautiful, and every smile you gave me made my heart jump, I could hardly look at you. I think I fell in love with you all over again last night, when you chased me through the parking lot.

I hope I can fall in love with you again, and again. Because it's the best feeling in the world.