the embarrassingly random sounds that you make,
the times we argue about almost everything,
the way you can fart around me an be totally at ease,
your unexpected replies that catch me by surprise,
the distance that you're willing to travel just to meet me for awhile,
your scent,
times that you insist that you're still feeling alert but knock-out jn the next minute or so,
the fact that you want me to meet your friends,
your warmth,
the times when you try to fight a smile while looking at me but fail miserably,
the fact that you think I'm pretty,
our long nights spent at the playground just talking.
You make me feel like the luckiest girl and I'm so happy with where we are right now.
I love you, Ian.
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