I know I keep saying I love you more, so much more but it is very true. I can feel in my heart the exceeding feelings I have for you. I watched your video again where you were sitting on your couch and didn’t say any single word but smiled.

Let me describe to you what I am seeing every time I look at you, either in videos or pictures. I see this handsome man with a pointed nose. The eyes that could look straight within your soul and read through you. Your eyebrows that are not too thick nor too thin, your eyelashes are the same too. I always see a clean-shaven face every time, that most times, I always wanted to touch and brush a stroke of my fingers and trace through the shape of your chin and touching the perfect shaped lips that I have kissed thousands of times already in my fantasy and that I have always dreamed to taste them myself.

When you smile, you could light up a dark room, you have that bright aura that shines through you and each time I see you laugh, I see a boyish look on your face that I go crazy and fall in love so much more with you every time. When you laugh, I hear the most masculine yet the nicest laugh I have ever heard my whole life. Your teeth, one the most wonderful thing that attracted me to you, I love your teeth so much, I don’t know why.

When I look at your face, your shoulder, your neck, I always feel I wanted to bury my face in between your neck and your shoulder and sniff your natural scent. A crazy thing I have to tell you is that every time I would kiss your picture on my phone and I would sniff it as if I am sniffing your essence and for some weird reasons, a different scent is registering in my mind—not the smell of my lotion that stuck on my phone but a different scent I cannot describe and that scent I always associated with you, in my mind, that is how you smell, so good almost like an angel’s breath. Your pinkish skin which you said is called, “Pasty” which I read “Pastry” so yummy then again you are delicious in ways you and I know.

When I would look at your hands, I see a hardworking hands, always busy with so many things, a hand that is always ready to extend help to anyone whoever needs it. Hands that I always picture with firm handshake extending the feeling of sincerity. Hands that I always picture holding mine and never letting me go, same hands that would wipe my tears and the same time would take me to heaven and back for every time it would do wonders on me. I see your shoulders and your arms and I always wanted to feel how warm I would feel when I am enveloped in your loving arms? When things gets rough for me, when I don’t understand things, same arms would embrace me and comfort me. The shoulders that are broad enough to carry heavy burdens not just yours but others too. Same shoulders which I am imagining would always be there whenever I need someone to lean on or when I am telling you stories or just whenever I feel like I want to rest my head on them on any lazy day.

I see your long legs sturdy enough to walk for miles and take long journeys with me for wherever life will take us, the places we’ll visit—the mountains we’ll climb or the rivers we’ll cross—near or far; they would be strong enough for both of us to take us to places we’ve both never been.

When I look at you I see a very intelligent man who can carry conversations and discuss anything and everything under the sun and would not run out of anything to say or stories to tell. I see a very jolly person that is so giving and unselfish in more ways than one. There are times where I can see a serious person in you, so dedicated and concentrated and focused in what you are doing, sometimes I am imagining that you are frowning too whenever you are trying to grasp or understand something or thinking about work.

Your voice that could put me in a trance and let myself drown in it. Your playful voice, the cheerful tone, serious at times, and when you are singing, boy, I lose it each time. Your voice that sounds like a lullaby to my ears and that could put me to sleep and wake me up in a wonderful dream. Your voice that is so different in way I cannot describe—is it your accent, the way you talk, the sincerity in it? I don’t know but there is something there, really. When you are teasing me with your words, with your voice, that heavy breathing sound you make, Jesus, help me and God, please forgive me but I am in heaven!

I look at you and I see the man of my dreams, the man I love so much, the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. The answer to all my prayers, the reasons for all my happiness, contentment, and my indescribable feelings. You are the man that made me realize how lucky and blessed I am and for that I am always and forever will be hopeful, thankful, and grateful.

You are the only man for every time you are telling me the words, “I love you” I get so emotional. The only man who made me feel all the feelings in the world all at the same time. This life is wonderful with you in it…this life is perfect with you in it. So again today, I thank God, fate, destiny, my lucky stars, the universe, and multi-verse for bringing to my life because I am so much better, because I have a great life because you are in it.

I love you so very much, just so much more today.

Nice .

Really beautiful