i fucking love your smile. i love your laugh. i love your hair. i love your voice. i love your eyes. i love your face. i love our long, nice conversation. i love how nice you can be to me. i love how you let me rant and how you're okay ranting with me. i love how we can joke around with each other. i love how you can easily make me blush. i love how understanding you are.
yet i hate the way you make me feel since i know nothing will ever happen.
