Aint Love Grand?

Every time I wake up and look at him, I get butterflies. Really. That curly, crazy hair and these eyes that are like, the best blue EVER! I get giddy. I get giggly. I am such a girl. I am so in love.
Even when he is not asleep I'll stare at him, like a stalker- thinking of various, dirty and romantic things. He has dimples too you know, though he'll never admit it. They are almost my favourite part on him. Almost. He can dish out compliments like they're going out of style, but when it comes to taking one-HA!! The worst. So, I keep it inside mostly. Except for those "I love yous" I cant help those. You would think it would get old saying it. Every day. Over and over. It doesnt.
I hope it never will.