I love how he laughs with me when I am happy
I love his little efforts at making silly jokes for trying to divert my mind from my worries
I love how he loves and respects our parents
I love how he has given importance to each and every person close to him
I love how he makes me feel as if he's the closest person to me ever
I love how he is so mature yet childish
I love it when he carries me when he feels I won't be able to walk
I love it how he holds me so close as if there shouldn't be any distance between us
I love it when he showers me with a thousand kisses and keep doing it randomly
I love how I feel that I can write a thesis of my love for him and it will never be enough
