I love you

I love you.

I love the way you look at me. The way your eyes dance with delight as though you have a secret that you can't wait to share with me. The way your lips turn upwards into the most magnificent smile I've ever laid eyes on. The way your breath catches as my name slips out of your mouth.
I love the way you hold me. The way your strong arms wrap all the way around me and make me feel as though nothing in the world could ever hurt me. The way your legs drape over mine and keep me warm at night. The way your fingers interlock perfectly with mine. The way my head fits exactly perfectly in your armpit.
I love the way you not only think I'm beautiful, not only tell me I'm beautiful, not only show me I'm beautiful, but you make me FEEL as though I'm beautiful. The way your fingers caress my face when you think I'm sleeping. The way your lips gently brush across my forehead. The way your eyes undress me. The way you actually undress me as though I'm a present that you can't wait to open.
I love your sense of humor. The way you will say anything, anywhere, no matter who is around. The way you get excited like a little kid over the smallest things. The way you are such a goofball with me. The way you laugh at my jokes because you actually think I'm funny. The way you get me and MY crazy sense of humor.
I love your brain. The way you surprise me everyday with how intelligent and worldly you are. The way you are well rounded and open minded all at the same time.
I love everything about you. I never thought I would be this lucky to be able to find someone who made me feel the way I feel when I'm with you. You respect me, you listen to me, you treat me like the princess that I deserve to be treated like. I don't think I could ever ask for anything more than what you give to me and I don't think I want to. For once in my life, I'm content and satisfied with who I am and who I am with. Everyone always told me that when I stopped looking, love would sneak up on me and catch me off guard. That's what you did. When I met you, all I expected was friendship. How could someone as wonderful as you be interested in me? But you were. You saw something in me that I suppose was the same thing I saw in you once I looked past the superficial exterior.
I love you even more every single time I look at you. When our eyes meet, my heart skips a beat and I feel my knees go weak. The difference between this and other times I've been in love/lust? People close to me see it as well. They see it when I talk about you, when we're together, and when I look at you. This is the real deal for me.
I love you.