Every time I breathe, I take you in.

Well, it seems to me that the best relationships, the ones that last, are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and see more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flickered somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with. 
And when you are truly in love with someone, you fall for every single thing about the person. His smile. His lips. The way he looks at you like no other. His laugh. The way he crinkles his toes when he is at his desk reading stuff on the internet. The whispers in the morning or in the middle of the night under the sheets. His moans in his deepest sleep. His happy little dance moves. His lovely singing. His eyes. His seriousness while driving. The way he hugs when he is really happy. His crazy accents. The warmth of his arms around me. His biggest laughs. His nose. Even his very little flaws. The fact that we always complete each other's silly song/ humming. The fact that we simply complete each other. When his happiness becomes your happiness. Your heart is happy, everything is perfect and nothing else matters.