|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| I love the way he looks at me | |
 | |  |
|
 |
| | |
| I love the way i can't keep anything from him (well...sometimes) | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| I love the way he makes me feel | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| I love knowing that he doesn't care what i look like | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| I love the way that he always smiles when he see's me | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| I love the way i feel wrapped up in his arms | |
| | |
|
|
|
