Touch.
You know that feeling when your other half holds your hand, kisses your cheek, pulls you in close, or hugs you? The feeling of tingles that are sent all throughout your body and it makes you feel so good. Do you remember that one time you and your other accidentally touched hands? It doesn't matter when. Maybe it was when you both were walking and your hand collided with his/her hand. If so, you know how good it feels to have a physical bond with someone. Did their physical touch make you feel protected? Loved? Stronger?
I've always wanted to sleep with my girlfriend. No, not sex. In the most innocent way, I just wanted to lay in bed with her. I wanted to feel her warmth collide with mine. I wanted to wind my arms around her and I wanted to physically let her know that I love her. Everything she is. I loved it.
But there were many times at night where I laid in bed craving her touch. I craved the way she held my hand and the way she held me in her arms. I missed it. I felt protected and loved when she holds my hand. She could tap my shoulder and my mood would immediately change. The little things she did, made me happy. I don't know what it is, to be honest. I think I'm in love.
See.
Have you ever looked at someone and thought,"Bloody hell, I love you." I read this thing on tumblr. It was a blog about this guy who loved his girlfriend and he said,"I will never stop comparing you to works of art and sunsets because you are so beautiful it still takes my breath away everytime I lay eyes on you." Honestly, seeing her happy, makes me happy. Everytime she smiles, I get chills. She's got a million dollar smile that's hard to miss. Whenever I see her, I'm instantly happy.
In my future, I see her with me. I see us pursuing our careers, getting a house, getting dogs, maybe even having or adopting kids. Who knows? Hopefully we last. I want it to.
I see how much she loves me, by the way she smiles and how quick she is to tell me that she loves me. I see that she has hid her feelings from me for a really long time, and I hope she stops holding everything in.
When I look at her, I see someone I bring joy to. I see someone who has made me better. I see someone who cares about me. I see someone who loves me through all my flaws. I see someone I could probably walk down the aisle with in 10 to 20 years from now. I see a girl who makes my world spin. I don't know what it is, to be honest. I think I'm in love.
Hear.
Her voice is my favorite sound. She may not like the sound of her laugh but hearing the joy, that vibrates out of her mouth, makes me happy. Even when she talks, the way she swings her words....it drives me insane. It's like she's singing to me, in a way. I could listen to her talk for hours and I wouldn't get annoyed, not one bit. She sort of has a laugh that laughs too much that she has to gasp for air. I love those kind of laughs. It lets a person hear, how much excitement they have.
My girlfriend doesn't really know what her simple,"I love you's," make me feel. Especially if we're on FaceTime and she makes those stupid, corny jokes. Oh man. I think I always laugh at them not because they're hilarious (cause they're not), but because of the way she says the joke. My bestfriend could tell me the same joke and I'd give her/him the "what-the-fuck-are-you-doing?" stare. I dont know what it is, to be honest. I think I'm in love.
Smell.
I smell a really refreshing scent. Sort of like baby powder and laundry detergent combined together that makes a natural flowery smell. Have you ever hugged someone for a long time and then you unintentionally breathe in their scent?? I gotta say, good hygiene is important. I mean, it's attractive (highly recommended as well haha).
I smell dogs. In my future home with her, I smell dogs and Chinese take out. I can imagine staying at home, smelling the popcorn that she made for our little Netflix date and the smell of grass coming from our dogs. I can imagine us, cuddling in the fresh sheets, and inhaling the sweetness of loving her. I don't know what it is, to be honest. I think I'm in love.
Taste.
The sweetest thing I've ever tasted, was her lips. I've only kissed her on the lips once, but it blew me away. I don't think I could ever forget it. I was actually really nervous because I didn't know if she felt the same. But I just went in for it then BAM. I haven't felt such spark in my lips in years. It was kind of those things that keep you up at night and doesn't let you fall asleep. Ever since then, I've craved the taste of her lips. But I don't do anything about it when I see her. I'm too shy. I don't know what it is, to be honest. I'm in love.
