I love the way you pick me up and spin me round and round.
I love the way you hold my hand no matter who's there.
I love the way you say my full name when you're unheard.
I love the way you tilt my chin just enough to kiss me.
I love the way you your arms fit perfectly around my waist.
I love the way you brush my hair out of my face.
I love the way you follow me everywhere just to hear me complain.
I love the way you drive me to places I've never gone to.
I love the way you feed me just to make me fat.
I love the way you wait for me like I mean the world to you.
I love the way you let me sleep on your shoulder when I'm tired
I love the way you know what is my favourite.
I love the way you follow me just everywhere even if it means watching HSM.
I love the way you have to scare me with your naughty ceiling stunts
I love the way you pretend that you're not jealous when you actually are.
I love the way you keep your eyes wide awake during a movie just to entertain my complains
I love the way you sheltered me in the rain.
I love the way you had to cover yourself up when my cousin asked who you went out with
I love the way you just talk nonsense when you're half asleep on the phone.
I love the way you look like you're interested to listen to me even when you're tired.
I love the way you act like you didn't sleep on the phone when you actually did!
I love the way you know when is the best time I need ice-cream!
I love the way you spin my nieces and nephew around and make them just cling onto you.
I love the way you rush around places on my big eighteen party just to be there and be of help
I love the way you just laugh though my jokes aren't funny.
I love the way you just have to be there for me.
I love the way you rushed down to my place when you know I'm not okay.
I love the way you just feel uneasy when my grandma keeps praising you
I love the way you just eat whatever my mum serves you even if it's something you'll never eat for life.
I love the way you just watch your ways infront of my parents
I love the way how our cute eyes just won't get sick of each other.

You impressed me with your ways of comfort the first time I cried when you're around in front of a letter.

It's just you, love! Happy 20th Birthday. As much as I wanna be with you on your day, I can't cos army took you away :'(

Oh boy, I just love you ♥

If something bad happens to us someday, it’ll never change what we have now; what we’ve always had. Cause you were right, our love is real and we have to do everything to keep it alive.