I know a boy. I know the way he laughs, and his mouth opens wide and his eyes closed, he leans back as if he is about to fall over. The way he laughs uncontrollably, it brings happiness to whoever is around. i know the way he smiles, his perfectly straight teeth, you can feel the chills that it gives your body and the butterflies bouncing of the inside of your stomach. I know the way he looks at me, with one eye being a mixture of brown and green and the other being the prettiest shade of blue and the looks that he gives me, makes me feel like his. I know his hands. i know where the creases on his hands are. i know the way that our hands perfectly intertwine. i know the way his fingers lightly dance across the palms of my hands. i know the way he licks his lips and pops his knuckles when he gets nervous. and when he gets angry his nose scrunches up, and his hands fold into fists as if he is about to punch something, but i know he would never be able to hurt something because he has too big of a heart. i know the way he calls me beautiful like it’s my name. i know the way he hugs me, he holds me so tightly and grips the back of my shirt, like I’m going to leave him and he doesn't want to let go. i know when we are in public, he will hold my hand or have his arm around my waist, holding me tightly to show everyone that I’m his. i know around people, he is quiet and shy, but around me or his friends, he is crazy and does not shut up. i know when he is talking about what he loves, such as music, he talks and talks until he needs to catch his breath and he apologizes for being so passionate about the thing he loves. He stays with me through all the panic attacks, and the tears and the drama. He loves me, even when there are better girls, prettier, smarter and thinner. He only wants me. He trusts me with anything and talks to me for hours on end. When i see him, i get a lump in my throat, but in a good way. All i want to do is smile.

He wants me to be happy all the time, but little does he know is that he is my happiness. He the reason for my smile, and my laughter. He’s the reason i quit the awful habits i had. He’s the reason for me wanting to be a better person and he's the reason that I’m a happy person. he’s such an amazing person, i'll tell you what. He’s been through so much, and he's such a positive person and has such a beautiful mindset on life. He has such a warm heart, and i seriously can't seem to get enough of it. He complains about how he hates certain things about himself. But everyone has flaws, and i seem to love every single one of his, so that doesn't mean they are flaws right? Just details, and everyone has different details about them. I haven't known him all that long, i've only known his for little less than a year, but time shouldn't matter right? Seeing him sad, breaks my heart. It breaks my heart because he is he is such a happy person and he's the main reason for the smile on my face. When he is sad, he doesn't speak. He blocks the entire world out. i want to protect him. i really do because to me, he's little, although he is a foot taller than me; he  needs to be safe at all times. i don't want him to get hurt.

Why do i loved all these little pointless things? A lot of thing that some people would consider cheesy or tacky? I take notice into everything; the way he walks, the way he talks and walks and laughs and smiles and the way his eyes tell a story. i take notice into all  of it.

Through all these things, i'm scared. Heck i'm so scared. He tells me i'm the only one he sees; the only one he feels these feelings towards. Although i believe these things, i see the way he looks at her, and the quick looks she gives him. i know they have been friends for so long, but i can't help but feel there is something more in that so called friendship that they share. i wouldn't tell him to stop talking to her; to tell someone to stop talking to their best friend? To leave a forever friendship, for a possibly temporary relationship? i could never do that. i know she doesn't like me, because i am “stealing him away” but I’m not. i tell him to hang out with his friends, but he chooses me. I’m scared. I’m scared of getting left behind for a better opportunity. Because that's what
always happens, they lose all hope in me, even when i never stop. i put all my faith in them and trust and i give them my all. But it doesn't work if it's only a one way thing right? He promised me; he promised me that no matter how bad things got, he would stay with me. He promised me i would never have to go through life by myself. We don't get a choice in life if someone hurts us, but we do have a say in who hurts us. i know i can blow up on him, getting upset or mad with him for no reason; he doesn't think twice about it though. He doesn't get angry, and fed up. He calms me down, saying how everything will be okay. He knows my ways.