Chapter 82: Holding Your Life In My Hands

I love your eyes. The spark in those big brown eyes when you are passionate about something. Your determination to achieve the things you find inspiring.

I love how your penetrating, fiery gaze made the butterflies in my stomach crazy from the very first minute I saw you.

I love the way your look caresses me gently, but at the same time, I adore the way it makes me blush like a shy little boy.

I love you because you understand my soul. Because you know exactly what to say or do at any given moment.

I love you because I feel like we're connected on every possible level in this universe.

It feels surreal. Infinite. Magical.

I love you because you are a beautiful, genuine, one-of-a-kind person. I love you because you possess the purest heart in the whole universe.

Even though you are full of fucking shit!

But what else…