I know love letters are a cliché, but how else am I supposed to tell you what you do to me? And aren't we one of the biggest clichés?
So hello, here's a love letter, from me to you.
You. I'm going to tell you, some secrets about you, ones only I can know about. Ones that make me realize I want to be with you forever.
I like the way you look, a split second before your lips touch mine.
I like the way you look, when you turn around, and lock your eyes into mine.
You also do this thing, where you stare at me when you're not the one I'm not paying attention to. Then, when I turn back to you, you give me this smile, that makes my heart melt.
I love how you pull me into a hug, one I can't escape from. One where everything is silent for just a little while. Where it's you and me and nothing else.
And every single time I'm with you, the world takes a break. Nothing to think about, but you. It's just us and I love us.
And aside from all this, there's so much more that makes me adore you.
I'm in love with you.
Sincerely, me.
This is just a small part of a vééééry long list of things I love about you. Sorry about it being cheesy and cliché.