The muscular arms, broad shoulders, flat stomach, skinny legs. Your face. Your prominent cheek bones, perfect nose, brown eyes that nears a greenish colour at the edge. And your smile. Ah, your fucking smile. It’s perfect. Like, really. I love when you bite your lip while we have good asian snacks. You’re perfect. The way you breathe in my scent and exhale out my name as we make out in the back of your car. I love that you are so good at massages and kisses and everything, really. I love the way you look when you shower. When we shower together. Washing each other, sharing the water and just so happy and giddy with each other. I love kissing and biting your neck until you can’t put up with my teasing and let me know. I love that you bring me asian food. Home made, I might add. I love that I think about you all the time, and it never fails to make me smile like an idiot. I love that you totally noticed when I let that chick sit on the side of the backseat that is dirty from us:3 I love that you’re cool with me being crazy. That you don’t judge me, really. That you embrace my douchey, self-proclaimed “obscurity”.

 Basically, fool. I fucking adore the shit out of you.