I know that he looks at me thinking: God, don’t let me lose her.
I know that he’s watching me while I sleep.
I know that he loves to hear my heart beating while laying on my chest.
I know that no matter how bad he feels, I always make him smile.
I know that when he looks at my eyes, he sees deeper, he can see my soul.
I know that he loves when I lay my head on his shoulder so he can smell my hair.
I know that he loves when I play with his hair until he falls asleep.
I know that he loves when I call him at 3 AM just to tell him that I miss him.
I know that he’s happy when I wake him up in the morning kissing his eyes and nose.
I know that I’m driving him wild when I show him my shoulders.
I know that he loses his mind when I start kissing him behind his ears, neck and under his cheeks.
I know that he feels safe and peaceful only when he’s in my arms.
I know that he feels like he has all the world on his shoulders, but when I say to him that everything’s gonna be ok, he trusts me.
I know that he’s dying to kiss me when we’re apart.
I know that he’s dying to hold me in his arms for hours and hours, so I can feel safe.
I know that he acts like a little boy when he wants me to hug him.
I know that sometimes he’s afraid of showing his feelings.
I know that he’s afraid of hurting, even when he acts like nothing can bring him down.
I know that when he tells me to leave him alone, all he wants is me to hold him tight and never let him go.
I know that he feels strong when he’s protecting me.
I know that it makes him feel good when he knows that I need him.
I know that it makes him feel good when I call him and tell him I’m afraid of something so he can calm me down telling me that he won’t let something bad to happen.
And I know that he loves me more that everything, because he always looks at me with that look, the look that’s driving me crazy and making me love him even more.