"What is he like?" You ask me.
I could answer this in a million different ways. I won't tell you he's the sweetest guy in the world, because I wouldn't want to compare him to anyone else in the slightest. He's not the one for big gestures or corny posts. He'll tell me he loves me in person, when we're talking about the randomest of things. He'll tell me how he loves my lashes, or my frizzy hair or nostrils or something equally stupid. He wont ask me whether I want a red rose or an yellow one, he'll bring me both. He'll tease me senseless about being scared of spiders, but he'll hold my hand protectively and kill each and everyone of them, if we stumble across one. He wont tell me he misses me directly, he'll tell me the pole he walks past everyday reminds him of me. He will literally lick my tears every time they fall and ask me if I'm an alien because, I quote "Human tears cant possibly taste this delicious". He'll find a reason to hold my hand somehow, and kiss my knuckles every single time he does. He'll tickle me until I can breathe as a punishment for not answering his calls. He'll pull me into a changing room to kiss me, he'll buy me plastic rings and we'll pretend to be married, he'll let me fall asleep in his lap and will later curse me for cramping his leg, he'll give me piggyback rides even though he's equally tired, he'll teach me how to play his stupid games and will let me win just to make sure I play with him the next time. He'll text me at two am saying he just woke up from a dream about me and wants to go back to sleep and resume it, but then later add it was actually a nightmare.
And you wonder why I have a silly smile on my face every-time I think of him? I cannot, for the life of me explain what he makes me feel. Its one of those feelings words just can't explain. This boy, one boy and the million feelings he gives me.
Currently, I cannot decide whether the tears that are falling from my eyes are because all these memories overwhelming me and the happiness is pouring out; or because of the sadness that's gnawing at my heart because there's no one to lick my tears today and ask my if I'm an alien because "Human tears can't possibly taste this delicious".
