I like everything about this guy sometimes
i think he might be perfect
i love how is hair moves in the wind,
i love how i have to look up to him
i love the look in his eyes
i love when he looks at me i smile
i love how i look mad and i walk down the hallway and i see him and my frown gets turned up side down
i love how he holds my side
not to tight and not to lose just right
i love when we hold hands
he knows how i like it
i love the feel of his hands they are so soft
i love his tan
i love his laugh
