Him.

His hands: always soft and gentle as if he’s unsure if what they’re doing is okay
His hands: the way mine are drawn to them like a magnet
His eyes: deep and filled with emotions I sometimes can’t pinpoint
His eyes: and they way they look at me as if they can see into my soul
His eyes: how I’ve learned to not look away from them
His mind: something that intrigued me from the start
His mind: ceaseless, bold beyond compare, closed off to most people
His mind: captivating me every time he talks
His mind: my favorite thing about him
- All of him, I love