I love him. I really am head over heels in love with this boy who infuriates me and makes me question everything about myself and pushes me to do what he knows I can and makes me love myself for me. I love him because he isn't just another guy, I love every piece of him, even when he's in a bad mood I love the way that you can catch a glimpse of the fire, and the way that when he cries his eyes turn a honey color and when he's nervous he adjusts his hat but not his hair and this lock of dark hair hangs and just touches his eyes. I love him because he is him.