Loving Alaska

I know absolutely everything about you. Everything. I know when you were four you caught your hair on fire. You hate broccoli. Cats look like small cows to you. You hate the smell of bleach. Your favorite color is Blue because it reminds you of the ocean. You hate when I don’t shave. To you every man should be able to tie a tie. You always though slouching is for losers. You like to sleep with your head on my chest. Sometimes you snore but you hate it. I love it. The only thing I never could figure out , was why you loved a geeky, obnoxious, awkward guy like me. But I did know, that I fell in love with a red headed, beautiful, sarcastic girl, that had cancer.