(Phan) Gleaming and Beaming.

"I always loved the way your eyes would get misty when you're sad. I loved the way you balled up your fists when you get angry. Even the screaming and cursing you'd spit when I've done wrong. I loved the way the tears would cup your cheeks so perfectly, leaving beautiful streams overlapping your dimples. I always loved the way you tasted after your shower, the scents overbearing me and filling the room, I loved it. I didn't care how overbearing, it was your scents and tastes, baby. I loved the way your curls would cup your ears when you'd lazily not fool with it. Mostly, I always loved the way your lips would curl into a grin, even if you were angered at me. I loved the way your eyes would shine and beam, making your eyes a bright, light brown, the most beautiful colour I could never unsee. I could tell by your eyes that you were in love with me. I could tell by your body that you wanted me dearly. But all that mattered to me was that you were grinning and your heart was lifting you up high. I know you want me, and you need me, but right now, I just want you to smile for me."