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What do I like about you? Let me try, and fail, to explain.

I love your hair, it's just... wow.

I love your eyes, also wow.

Your face is beautiful. Wow, I know.

Your lips are soft, you kiss great, your teeth are cute, and your smile is something I'd kill and die for.

I like your pout.

I once wrapped my arms around you, it was...wow.

Your voice that pierces through my drunkenness, something only three other people can do. I admire your thoughtfulness, your fingers on my leg when you looked at me as we were burying Michael in the sand. The way you talk like nobility, your high pitched voice when you get alcohol in you. The way you tried to get me out to the beach but we couldn't because we had the keys, the way you laugh. Your eyes, by the way, still wow.

I love your name. I have a thing for J names, apparently. Your second name? I didn't think it was amazing until I met you. The way you place your hands on your cheek when you're looking at someone so intently. I love your pretending. I love... yeah. The way you pretend is really cute.

I like your height. Does that sound strange? I really do.

I like your friendliness with men. How easy it is for you to befriend people in general and yet show nothing of yourself. I like your interesting. I love your nails. Your forehead. The way your hair brushes your ear in the rare times it's not in a ponytail.

I like how comfortable I am with you.

I like this. I want us, but that can't happen, so I'll just like this. Whatever this is.

I like you. I really do. I can't explain it.

Oh I love your legs.

Nice butt.

Boobs. C'mon, they're nice!

I like walking behind you so I can see your back.

I like how good you look when you're holding a guitar, even if you can't play it.

I like your cheeks and how unbelievably puffy they can become when you have alcohol in you.

I like the hand movements you make when you're tipsy.

I loved your head on my shoulder that one time when no one else was around and it was just us.

I like our talks.

Your ideas.

My ideas and your reactions to them.

I like how we have similar tastes. But not really.

I like the thought of maybe, one day, we'll cuddle up in a blanket and be brave enough to watch scary movies together.

I like the thought of being brave enough to tell you just how I feel to your face.

I like how it's so easy waiting for you, even if I'm really waiting for nothing. I like the thought of just your presence and existence in this world is enough to make me happy.

I like a lot of things about you.

I like your wallet.

Your one big bag.

The cellphone that isn't yours.

I like you in all your pictures.

I like the stories about you, falling off the stairs and destroying a pot.

I like the fact that even if I don't talk to you for days, it's like we can just pick up from a conversation and it's like neither of us ever left.

I like the whole "we're still friends" thing. Big fan of that even if you did break my heart.

I liked that too, even if it was painful.

I like the thought of me never being able to move on from you. I'm okay single, I'll be here.

I like the thought that I'm your friend, for what that's worth.

I like being your friend. I want it, really. More than that? Sure. But hey, can't have it all.

I like the way you eat. I want to cook for you some time. Tocino sounds good. With rice. And eggs. And me. And you. But I'm dreaming. I'll stop.

I like asking how you are. I like the smile on your face when I do. I like your jokes, no matter how corny they are. Maybe I'm just biased.

I like how you're friends with my ex.

I like how you're friends with my friends.

I like the fact that you love Leah just as much as I do cause you know she deserves it.

I like your skin.

I like accidentally brushing your hand against mine, then apologising like an idiot although I really did like it.

I like our initial awkwardness.

I want to walk with you. I think I'd like that too.

If you haven't noticed, I like watching you.

I like your hair. It just needed to be said again.

It's not just that, I guess. To be honest, I love you.

It's just...wow.