Friday, 23 December 2011
03:04:27 AM (GMT)
The way he holds me after not seeing me for more than a day.
The way he politely tells me to shut up by saying "Denise, shush and kiss me".
The way he randomly does that nose rubbing thing.
The way he scolds me for putting on lipstick because "I don't need it".
The way he reminds me to leave a party or a place if there's drugs involved
The way he laughs at the random little things I say.
The way his eyes look in the sun when he's looking down at me.
The way he tells me my eyes are beautiful.
The way his voice sounds when he's tired (Scary deep).
The way his voice sounds on the phone when he's laying down.
The way he looks when he's falling asleep (He looks like a kitten).
The way his hair flies in the wind.
The way he complains about me smudging lipstick on his lips.
His obsession with coffee.
His strong hatred for drugs.
The way he complains about being too tall.
The look on his face after receiving a silly note I make him during class.
The way he refuses to let me put a bow in his hair.
His aura when I won't let go of him for being too cuddly.
How comfortable he is when we lie on the grass and look at the sky.
The way I have to stand on my tippytoes to kiss him.
The way he kissed me under the mistletoe.
The way he gets jealous.
How he gets amused about my "curved" back.