I couldn't stop looking at him. And grinning. Ear-to-ear.
Perma-grin, I kept saying.
It's what he does to me though.
He makes me happy.
He makes me laugh.
He makes me want to call again in the middle of the night, just so I can hear his voice.
I love him.
Imperfect words are useless to express that though.
As long as he knows.
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