I love the way he holds my hand
I love the way he kisses my forehead
I love the way he is proud to call me his girl in front of anyone
I love how he treats me well
I love the way he hates it when I touch his hair
I love the way he calls my name
I love that small gap between his teeth
I love the way he has passion about the things that mean the most to him

But most of all I love the way he loves me for who I am

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