reason #12 (the way you made me feel)
dear luke,
this is the twelfth reason of 101 why I loved you.
you always managed to make my heart beat so fast when I saw or thought of you. you always told me you were lucky to have me but I knew I was lucky to have you.
when I met you, you made me feel like no one ever had. my heart was beating so fast in my ears that I couldn't think properly, and you were just a complete stranger to me.
every time you would kiss me, I found myself feeling crazy.
you had a way of making me feel a certain way, and I always felt it no matter what.
even when I was mad at you I couldn't stay mad for long, because I loved you so much and was so crazily in love with you that I found myself laughing because you'd make a face when I was trying to be angry at you and we would end up kissing and watching movies until 3 am.
I loved how you made me feel beautiful, all the time.
I was never really thin, I always had a little weight on and you knew I was uncomfortable with myself at times but you always knew that to say or do to make me feel beautiful.
even when I was pregnant and covered in stretch marks and was as big as I ever had been, you told me I was beautiful and that you loved me no matter what I looked like.
you made me swoon when we would go to the beach and you'd take off your shirt.
you were like a fücking noodle because you were so thin and didn't have much muscle, and you were paler than the actual sand but you were so strikingly gorgeous that I found myself questioning how I had got so lucky.
when you kissed me, you wouldn't kiss me right away, you would just look over my face while holding onto me and brushing your lips over mine ever so slightly.
my heart would race and my fingers would tremble from pure love and frustration until I would just kiss you myself.
you made me feel a lot of ways, luke hemmings, but what you made me feel the most, was love.
that was reason 12 of 101 why I loved you.
love, amanda
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