I just watched him, I could watch him for hours and never get bored. He was just sitting across the room being himself, completely oblivious to the fact that I find him immensely fascinating. He's perfect.
His eyes are wonderfully mysterious and deep, so precisely pigmented that they gave off this feeling about him that made you want to know more and more about why he is how he is.
His lips are so flawlessly proportioned and would make any girl jealous of how thick, long and coloured they are. They look so amazingly enticing, like you just had to taste them, but when you did, they tasted of an estimate of eight other girls who felt the same way about these lips.
His nose, cheek bones and jawline are so perfectly put together and framed his face exactly how it should be. He doesn't have a thin boney, scrawny face. It is more of a healthy, plump face. His skin isn't too pale, nor too tanned. His honey golden blonde hair effortlessly falls into the same position every time he pushed it back up into its normal quiff.
The way he sits tells you the type of guy he is. Arms folded, legs shoulder width apart and lazily put out in front of him, slouched in the chair he's sitting on. He's a keep-it-to-himself kind of guy because within these folded arms are a million and one secrets (his eyes show this as well). He's also a very laid back person because of the lazily put out legs and slouching in his chair.
He still doesn't know I'm just staring at his 6 foot 4 frame, analysing every part of him.
This young man makes me fall in love with him more and more each second i stay observing him. I admire him for being who he is and how he looks.
I am in desperate love.
He makes me feel alive and he doesn't even know it.