Feeling beautiful has nothing to do with what you look like. I promise.
You are so used to your features, you don’t know how beautiful you look to a stranger.
I know that I’m hard to love. Some days I’m all smiles and affection and then other days there’s nothing I want more than to be quiet and lie in bed.
Sometimes I get angry about stupid things and won’t want to talk to you. Other days I’ll think that you’re the most perfect person in the world.
Please don’t give up on me. I know it’s not easy but I’ll always come back to you.
I want to wrap my legs around your strong hips, as you lift me up and pull me closer. I want to run my fingers through your soft hair and kiss your neck. Slowly trailing up towards your lips, I want to look into your eyes and whisper I love you loud enough so only you can hear.