I love it when you smile. And then I start fangirling inside. Just so you know, my heart starts burning up and my cheeks become bright red, My face is constipated and crammed with many emotions, and your smile is transferred onto my face, but less elegant and more of a wild one, deep, uncontrolled, raw and free.
And then I just want to run over and hug you and ask if I can 'Sit on your face?'