it’s your smile when something honestly makes you happy, and the way your face scrunches up when you laugh. it’s how the light falls across your chest in the morning  when we’re not allowed to be together, but somehow we’re both in my bed.

it’s the way my heart feels when i’m curled up sleeping with your arm around me and we’re intertwined in one while both somewhere far away dreaming about things that don’t matter, and the sound of your voice when you tell me you’ll always be there for me. 

i can’t describe these things to people in a normal conversation when they ask me why i love you, why you mean so much. i’d sound insane. just know it’s true.