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I love your smile.
I love that you play guitar.
I love that you can't sing to save your life.
I love your eyes; they look like chocolate.
I love your hair; I just want to run my hands through it.
I love your back- it stands for the one thing I wish I was: strong.
I love that you talk to me like we've always known each other, even though we've just met.
I love the way you ask me if I'm OK at the end of a long day.
I love your lips- they remind me of roses and love.
I love that you make me want to forget all the shit in my life.
I love how we connect.
I love that we can have a random conversation about cars, even though I know nothing about them.
I love your biceps- a girl's allowed to be petty sometimes.
I love that your cute and smart- you don't usually find that in a person
You know what?
I think I might love you.