MElle

I love that you enjoy tickling me and seeing me laugh.
I love that your friends think I'm the best thing to have happened to you and that you think so, too.
I love that you always want to know more about me and find me fascinating.
I love that you can't get enough of me and overwhelm me with lovey-dovey text messages.
I love your handwriting and the letters you write me in addition to your daily calls and e-mail.
I love how you get jealous when other men lavish me with "excessive" attention.
I love that your friends find me attractive and are envious of you.
I love that you think I'm kind, compassionate, beautiful, sexy, funny and intelligent all at the same time.
I love that you hold me so dearly and tenderly in your heart, that you think I am like a crystal - pure and untainted.
I love the way you look at me, with so much love and adoration in your eyes and that I am the only reflection in them.
I love how you don't let go of my hand when we walk.
I love that you hold my hand with your free hand when you drive.
I love that you make mental notes of my needs and surprise me with little presents.  (Eg. A small backpack and belts.)
I love that you can hardly stand having me out of your sight.
I love that you announce to the world how much you love me.
I love that I am your one-and-only now-and-always.
I love that you are not only not embarrassed but actually proud when people tease you about how whipped you are.
I love that you tell me work stories and ask for my opinion.
I love that you enjoy having me in your arms and dancing with me so much.
I love that when you are with me you give me undivided attention.
I love that you find me irresistible, period.