I love It

I love it when he smiles and looks back after I've closed the door.
I love it when his arms hold me close and melt me deep inside.
I love it when I look into clear blue eyes, and he looks into mine.
I love it when he compliments me through sarcasm.
I love it when he calls me beautiful, and he means it.
I love it when his laugh makes him double over in happiness.
I love it when he holds my hand.
I love it when he touches my arm and shiver runs up my spine.
I love it when he says goodbye and looks into my eyes.
I love it...all.