I love him. I love the way he dances. I love the way he walks. I love the way he sighs and the way he tilts his head when he twirls his hair. I love the way he sings and hums and whistles and plays the guitar so amazingly. I love the way he looks at me playfully and sleepily and happily. I love the way he sits next to me in the car. I love his voice. I love how he spits sunflower seeds. I love how he throws things and does flips into the lake. I love the way he tumbles next to me in bed and bonks my head and sits on me and laughs. I love the way he looks up at the sky. I love when he kisses me. I love when he touches my arms and legs and my hair. I love the way he leans his head on my shoulder and chest. I love scratching his head and arms and back and body. I love kissing his neck and the way his breath feels on mine. I love so many more things about him, every little detail.