It’s just him. How he looks, yes, but just who he is. His voice turns me on, the way it’s short and monotonous when addressing other people, but then he talks to me and puts so many different feelings into those words. It’s how strong he is, even after everything he’s gone through. How brave and strong-willed he is. How he grabs my thigh while he’s driving and tolerates my kisses in public even though I know it’s difficult for him. There are a million little things about him that I adore so much, and there’s so much I haven’t even discovered. I will forever be amazed and humbled and grateful
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