I like that you're 6'0 and afraid of heights.
I like that you act all cold but when you try to be affectionate you're a complete dork.
I like that you're actually self conscious about your smile.
I like that it was surprising to me that people had never seen you smile before because whenever you were around me I saw you smiling.
I like that you have a resting bitch face but you're also extremely ticklish.
I like that you reassure me that things are going to be okay when I'm freaking out.
I like that whenever you see me crying you come over with your instrument and just play me a couple tunes.
I like that whenever you see me not smiling you come over and boop my nose and smush my cheeks to get me to smile.
I like the way the corners of your eyes crinkle when you smile.
I like your crooked teeth.
I like your thin hair.
I like your freckles, along with your acne.
I like your bluish-green eyes that show up hazel in pictures.
I like your warm skin.
I like your warmer smile.
I like your stupid laugh.
I like your weird nickname for me.
I like that you have an odd hatred for lettuce.
I like your interest in music.
I like the way your reassure me.
I like the way you hold me.
I like the way you lean down a little so I can comfortably rest my head on your shoulder.
I like the way you unconsciously play with my hands.
I like you.
A lot.
I think I'm in love with you.
Yeah.
I'm definitely in love with you.
