There are so many things I love about you, but I’ve really come to love all the little things about you the most. The little things that not everyone else sees, that you don’t even notice half the time, little things that are often unconventional to fall in love with, yet I do because they’re so uniquely you. There are so many things that I love about you, and I want to tell you all those things, but never in a million years would time be enough to tell you because every day I find at least one thing more about you that I love. **Cue cheesy “Awwww”**
You value your education and future.
You’re always trying to be a “better boyfriend” but you’re already the best.
When you tell me to go to sleep, but we just keep talking (even though we’re half asleep and nonsensical)
I love your handwriting.
I like that you like that I post these blogs about you because it makes you blush, and you are the cutest thing when you blush.
When you sing to me.
Our mutual appreciation (and borderline obsession) with bagels and cream cheese.
You’re so used to me being weird and random that it doesn’t even phase you anymore (which is great because it only gets worse)
I love that sometimes your words don’t come out as words.
You never fail to make me laugh, even when you’re not trying to be funny (and you do the BEST impression of a leaf I have ever witnessed)
You value my thoughts, opinions and ambitions.
You listen to me and talk to me.
I can tell you about the strangest things and you will still listen (prime example would be when I called a cow a “fluffy milk horse” or that I wanted to get a cat and name it Jesus)
You talk about me to your family and friends so much they must hate me by now.
Everything seems so easy with you, and when you talk to me all my stresses melt away.
You have a kind soul. Everything you do is with good intentions. You need to remember that people make mistakes, and you don’t let those mistakes define you. You’re better than that.
You get so nerdy about editing videos and watching sports, it’s actually adorable.
You work hard every day. And it doesn’t matter if you’re running on two hours of sleep, if I needed something, you would be right there for me. You are selfless.
I love hearing you try to pronounce Hawaiian words.
How your lips move and your eyes light up when you’re talking to me.
When you say British things like “Oi” and “Mate” my heart melts a little bit (a lot)
I’m the most me I’ve ever been, I’m so comfortable around you, and you know every little thing about me, yet you still love me with all you have.