Literature
You love him, dumbass
Anthony's' POV
I slouched back in my chair, doused in thought. 'I never thought I'd ever be the kind of guy to be a cheesy romantic, that was until I met him. It just feels like everything about him is perfect in its own way, no matter how much we both make fun of him. Every single detail that I notice I store away in a corner of my mind. I'm no poet or anything but when I see him it makes me feel like one.'
'I love his eyes, oh lord, those eyes. No matter what time of day, how he felt, or even of he was making the stupidest face, his eyes are always beautiful. When its a rainy day his eyes shine like the blue sky trying to come out. When t