if you were wondering why i like you, its not because of your eyes, although they are quite amazing. Its not because of your smile, although its more addictive than any drug i have ever tried. it's not because of your body, although i think its perfect, and would give anything to have a few hours alone with you just so i can explore every inch. It's not because of personality, although i've yet to meet someone that really gets me as much as you do. It's not even because every time i tell you that i love you, i can tell you are smiling when you say it back. Or when i stare are you, and you cover your face because you don't enjoy being stared at, you always sneak a peek back at me. I like you because no one has ever made me feel the way you do. No one has ever told me how much i mean to them as frequently as you do. Its like you don't want to risk me going one day without knowing that you love me with everything you have. And i love it because i feel the exact same way. And there hasn't been one day in the last few years that you didn't cross my mind at some point. so this is what its like to really mean something to someone.

"not long ago, i gave up hope. but you came along and gave me something i could hold on to."