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You asked me earlier what I like about you, what prompted my crush on you in the first place. I was tired- I stumbled over my tongue and the words caught in my throat like flies in a web. I'm still tired, but my eyes are open and there's a pen in my hand and words swirling my brain.
I like you because you're affectionate. Because you don't mind touching me, because your kisses are gentle and sweet and even from 6,000 miles away my lips still tingle with the phantom sensation of your kisses.
I like that you don't mince words. If there's something you want to say, I know you will. You speak your mind, and I like your frankness.
I like your humor. I like how easily you make me laugh and smile and forget everything else on my mind.
I like the ease of our conversations. We talk, and talk, and the silence that separates us, that hangs between words isn't unbearable. I love talking to you, adore the conversations passed at 2 am, love the soft murmur of your voice in my ear.
There are tons of small things- your chuckle, your smile, your intelligence and your eloquence- that make my heart trill.
You asked me why I like you. Truth is, I'm not sure I could put the reasons into words.

Description
You asked me earlier what I like about you, what prompted my crush on you in the first place. I was tired- I stumbled over my tongue and the words caught in my throat like flies in a web. I'm still tired, but my eyes are open and there's a pen in my hand and words swirling my brain.
I like you because you're affectionate. Because you don't mind touching me, because your kisses are gentle and sweet and even from 6,000 miles away my lips still tingle with the phantom sensation of your kisses.
I like that you don't mince words. If there's something you want to say, I know you will. You speak your mind, and I like your frankness.
I like your humor. I like how easily you make me laugh and smile and forget everything else on my mind.
I like the ease of our conversations. We talk, and talk, and the silence that separates us, that hangs between words isn't unbearable. I love talking to you, adore the conversations passed at 2 am, love the soft murmur of your voice in my ear.
There are tons of small things- your chuckle, your smile, your intelligence and your eloquence- that make my heart trill.
You asked me why I like you. Truth is, I'm not sure I could put the reasons into words.