to the one who makes me happy
Saturday, January 24, 2015
I think we both know that I'm a hopeless romantic. So it's a given that I'm in love with the way you look at me and the way you laugh at all my jokes. I'm in love with the way you selflessly offered me your jacket on our first date when it got pretty cold. I'm in love with the way we can have endless flirtatious conversations. I'm in love with the way your shoulder serves as the perfect place to put my head. But in my opinion, there's no simple pleasure greater than the pleasure of holding your hand.