I think it's because I love so many things about you and because you mean everything to me.
My heart, it's not shaped like this <3 it's shaped like you.
I love the way you smile when your favourite song comes on the radio.
I love the way you rush to get your guitar when you hear somehting you can play.
I love the way you're commited to your projects.
I love the way you talk in your sleep.
I love the way you whisper "I love you" in my ear.
I love the way you squeeze my hand when we hear something cute that reminds you of us.
I love the way you make time for me.
I love the way you treat me like a princess.
I love the way you wake up in the afternoon whenever you can get away with it.
I love the way you announce every trip to the toilet.
I love the way you sit with your rabbit and talk to him.
I love the way you stroke my hair.
I love the way you say my name.
I love the way you talk about our future.
I love the way you laugh.
I love the way you have an answer for everything.
I love the way you bite your thumbs.
I love the way you say "Rocky".
I love the way you're proud to be different.
I love the way you'll only wear certain socks.
I love the way you kiss me on the neck.
I love the way you always wear black, no matter what the weather.
I love the way you try to get on with my brother.
I love the way you're polite to my family.
I love the way you let me pick your nose for you.
I love the way you laugh at my jokes then say women aren't funny.
I love the way you bought that grammar book to spite me.
I love the way you check spellings with me.
I love the way you trust me with your phone.
I love the way you post songs on my Facebook.
I love the way you always say goodnight, no matter what.
I love the way you make me feel.
I love the way you always pester me until you find out what's wrong.
I love the way you hold me when I cry.
I love the way you say "Drink?" in an inquiring tone.
I Love You, Tommy Walsh.
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