Why do I love him?

Why do I love him?
Tough question. I don't even know how or where to
begin. I'm not sure if I could possibly find the right
words to express what or how much I feel for him,
let alone explain why I love him. I don't believe the
English language has all the words I would need.

Why do I love him?

I guess I just do. I love him just because. I love him
just because that's the most natural and possible
thing to do.

I love him.

I love him because he's the most incredible,
wonderful, amazing and fantastic guy I have ever
known in my entire life. I love him because he's sweet,
charming, smart, witty, and has a great sense of
humor. I love him because he's so cool he's hot.

I love him because he makes me smile. I love him
because he makes me laugh. I love him because
he makes me happy. I love him because he's the one and
only guy who has ever made it through my wall and seen
right through my mask. I love him because he accepts
the real me, imperfections and all, and still
appreciates me for who I am.

I love him for being my friend. I love him because I
could be whatever I want to be in front of him. I love
him because we could talk about anything and
everything under the sun.

I love him because I feel safe when I am with him. I
love him because we are comfortable with each
other. I love him for giving me a helping hand when I had
to pick myself up, but couldn't. I love him for offering
his shoulder for me to lean on to when I had to be
strong, but wasn't.

I love him for telling me not to stay
up too late at night because it wasn't good for my
health. I love him for texting and sending me sweet
and mushy messages. I love him for those times
when he would call or text me just when I was thinking of
calling or texting him, when I was feeling down, or
when I was missing him, like he has gone psychic
all of a sudden.

I love him for the tickling moments we had. I love him
for always making me feel better, about myself and
life in general. I love him for making me feel
special. I love him for making me feel loved. But
most of all, I love him for making me feel. I love him for
making me realize that I am capable of feeling this
way and this much for someone. I love him for
making me feel alive.

So, why do I love him?

I love him because he's all of these and more. So
much more. I love him because he's everything.