I will truly do anything for this man.

Every time I look at him this dumbass smile spreads across my face. His beautiful blue eyes (that I could stare into forever) remind me of an ocean sunset when I look at him during the time of day when the sun makes everything golden. He has soft red hair and he has a white patch in his beard that he hates, but of course, I love it so much. Im 5’2, and he’s maybe an inch or two taller than me. I love it because I can give him a smooch on the cheek without having to tippy toe. When he tells me “I love you,” in that relaxed, sincere voice, I get that tickle in my nose that you get before a sneeze, or when you’re holding back tears. I don’t know why this happens. When he wraps his arms around me, my heart forgets to heart for a moment, and then I sigh and melt into him. He loves it when I lightly tickle his back, and sides. He often falls asleep when I do this, at which time I lay beside him and fall asleep as well. He has this smile that threatens the security of my entire cardiovascular and circulatory systems. Sometimes I look at him and wrinkle my nose trying to keep back that dumb smile. Sometimes I look at him and I cry. He’s so good. So perfect and kind, caring and loving. He redefined what it felt like to he loved, or at least, he is exactly what I was hoping it would feel like. He kisses me softly on my cheek and rests his face on mine. Feeling his smile form and rest on my cheek is something I can’t even come close to comparing. He’s my entire universe, and I want to make him the happiest man alive, as he makes me so happy, forever.

Submitted May 25, 2019 at 03:55AM

Every time I look at him this dumbass smile spreads across my face. His beautiful blue eyes (that I could stare into forever) remind me of an ocean sunset when I look at him during the time of day when the sun makes everything golden. He has soft red hair and he has a white patch in his beard that he hates, but of course, I love it so much. Im 5’2, and he’s maybe an inch or two taller than me. I love it because I can give him a smooch on the cheek without having to tippy toe. When he tells me “I love you,” in that relaxed, sincere voice, I get that tickle in my nose that you get before a sneeze, or when you’re holding back tears. I don’t know why this happens. When he wraps his arms around me, my heart forgets to heart for a moment, and then I sigh and melt into him. He loves it when I lightly tickle his back, and sides. He often falls asleep when I do this, at which time I lay beside him and fall asleep as well. He has this smile that threatens the security of my entire cardiovascular and circulatory systems. Sometimes I look at him and wrinkle my nose trying to keep back that dumb smile. Sometimes I look at him and I cry. He’s so good. So perfect and kind, caring and loving. He redefined what it felt like to he loved, or at least, he is exactly what I was hoping it would feel like. He kisses me softly on my cheek and rests his face on mine. Feeling his smile form and rest on my cheek is something I can’t even come close to comparing. He’s my entire universe, and I want to make him the happiest man alive, as he makes me so happy, forever.