i love you so much. i love you because of the person you make me become when i hold you. i love you because every part of you is soft to the touch, and because your heart is so tender. i love you because being with you makes me feel warm, and no matter how many weeks it has been since i last felt your touch, i could not forget the warmth of your body against mine. i love you for the way your hair feels with my fingers running through it, and for the way my chest feels with all of you on all of me. and i love you for the smiles, and the stares, and the words you don't say because you don't know how. i love you for the ignorance and gentleness, and i love you for every tickle fight. i love you for the way your hand touched mine and for the way your arms held me. every night i lay here and try my hardest to forget you, but it is impossible when my heart wants nothing more than to be the person you need. my worst fear was that i would open myself up to you entirely, and you would not see anything you liked. you did make me feel loved though, no matter how much you told yourself otherwise, and that will never change. i love you, too. i love you for the way you call me pretty just to make me smile, and for the way you call me your baby. i love you for all the movies you watched and i slept through on your chest. i love you for all the things that remind me of you, which is absolutely everything. i love you not because you make me feel whole - nothing ever will - but because you make me feel so tranquil. never alone. i love you for the sweetness you do not know that you have. i love you for all the parts of yourself you have not even unlocked, and for all the pieces of you that i found after the fact, no matter how much you thought they would push me away. i love you for the way your eyes gaze into mine, and for the way your forehead feels against my lips. i love you for the way your head feels rested on my collarbone, and i love you for the way you rub my back. i love you for every part of yourself, even if you decide never to look back at me again. even if you decide i am not your one, you will always be my one, no matter the amount of people that tell me to move on. no matter how many people tell me you do not deserve this much of my effort, i will still give it. because my heart and hands miss you, and i love you.
