I know love is real because I exist and I am full of it.
This is all the proof I need to believe you when you say "I love you".
I love your smile, laugh, the way you apply your makeup, the way you part your hair, how your bangs fall perfectly on your face, the shape of your nails, your height and weight, how it feels when you hug me, your playlist, how you dress. How you're unsure of what things to choose, the way you like to take pictures of me eating, watching movies together, vibing to music, singing, dancing, holding hands, linking arms, weird handshakes.
God, I am full of love and this list could go on forever.
