I like you, I really do.

The more I spend my days talking to you, the deeper I find myself falling for you. You’re not perfect but then again, no one is. However, your imperfections are works of art in my eyes. Your voice has became my favorite song. Your name grew to be my favorite black and white letters that pop up in my inbox. You have me head over heels for you. You don’t overdo anything, so naturally, you have me wanting more of you and all of you. I like you, a lot and I love the way you make feel.