crazy/lovely/beautiful

You are beautiful.

Don't you know?

The wallpaper in my cellphone is of you. Last night, today, I was looking at it. And that, that wallpaper, the picture of you, inspires this (albeit a little long and lengthy) post.

When I was with you the whole of January, I realised how much I love you. I saw how beautiful you truly are.

Each night, I would fall asleep to you. To the sound of your breathing, to the smell of you. I would fall asleep to your kisses. Once in awhile, I would fall asleep to the sound of you playing on our PSP. Irregardless, each and every night (save for Sunday nights), I would fall asleep with your arms around me. Either that, or my arms around you. More often than not, it was your arms around me, holding me.

Do you know how that feels to me? Falling asleep with your arms around me? It makes me feel like there is no other place safer than in your arms. It makes me feel like the world has faded away, and it is only us two, in a world we call our love. Most of all, it makes me feel so incredibly loved by you.

Each night, I would fall asleep to you. And each time, I never fail to feel incredibly lucky that it is you. That I have you. And that you are mine. Even you, sleep talking at night, waking up and sitting up, even if you do not know that you do so, is part of who you are. It is part of who I love. Part of my girl, the girl I love.

And each and every morning, I would wake up to you. I would wake up to the sound of your breathing. I would wake up to the sensation of you turning around to cuddle up and spoon next to me, slipping your arm around me. I would wake up to your kisses in the morning. I would wake up to your face.

I remember all too well, one morning, the first few days when I was with you. I woke up in the morning, and the first face I saw was yours. And at that moment, it hit me. It hit me, and it made me feel funny in my tummy and it made my heart melt. Because when I woke up and yours was the first face I saw, I realised just how much I love you. At that very second, when I first awoke and realised that, I wanted to hold you so tightly and never let you go.

You are so beautiful. Waking up to your face is the luckiest, happiest thing I could ever want. You don't know just how beautiful you are. But I know. Because opening my sleep-filled eyes, looking at you, you don't know. You don't know how beautiful you are. That morning, that was the day I knew that I would find no one more beautiful than you. The way you are, the way you look, no one can be more beautiful than you. There can be no one else but you.

I am still as mesmerised by you as I was when I first saw you. They say that as time passes, one does not get mesmerised, does not feel that funny feeling in her tummy, when she sees the one she loves. I beg to differ. Each time that I look at you, each time that I see you, I am just as mesmerised by you. Maybe even more so than when I first saw you. Is this a sign of loving you even more? I don't know. But if it is, I wouldn't mind it. In fact, I would welcome it.

You are beautiful, baby. You are so beautiful. You always put yourself down when I tell you that, you always refuse to believe what I say. You get shy. But in all honesty, you are beautiful to me. So lovely, so beautiful, my love. I love you.. so so much.

You are so beautiful to me.
Don't you know?