Discovering the deepest corners of your mind through love is a blessing that I want to flaunt to the entire world. Every conversation we have has me greedily wanting more of you. From dark, quiet nights in your dorm room to chaotic evenings on the cliffs of France, I simply love the way a smile is permanently painted on our faces. Even on days alone in a country so far away, I sleep by imagining the bed next to me is still dented by your body. My safe space has become you. I find myself constantly drifting into a world where we are the only people who matter. My favorite part of every day is learning more about you, and then learning about the world together. As I spend more and more time with you, it becomes increasingly clear to me that you fascinate me. The way your life has panned out is something you deserve to be endlessly proud of yourself for. I watch how you react to each event in your life in awe. If you could step into my brain for even just a moment and see the way I perceive you, I know that you'd undoubtedly love yourself until the day you die. You have this talent for people. We have a lot of talks about masculinity and what makes a man, and honestly, I can't help but only picture you.  The way you confidently keep your head tall while simultaneously softening your body language out of kindness and generosity is a balance only you could achieve. It makes me melt into you with every hug. Thinking back to when we first began really getting to know each other, I remember finding you so weird. I say this because you were the first person I met who was both humorous and insightful. You were laughing all the time with such a cute, contagious smile, but you still kept a certain wisdom about you that I had never witnessed before. It was the perfect potion to make me want to spend all my time with you. Maybe I've been blabbing on about things that make no sense, but if you can take anything away from this, I hope it's that my love for you is a combination of everything I know about you.