Heya. You know something?
I was thinking about you last night.
I was thinking about us.
I was thinking about what I liked about you.
So I started coming up with this list.
I love the way you look.
I love those beautiful eyes.
And your spectacles. You’ve got impeccable taste.
I love your lips.
I love the way you speak.
Ooh, and those hips. Nice. Ha.
I love the way you tilt your head to the side when you draw.
And I love the way your hair falls over your face when you tilt your head like that.
And I love the way your hand sweeps the hair off your face, hooking it behind your ear, only for it to fall once again.
I love the way you pretend to ignore me.
I love the way you look at me through the corner of your eye, then shyly look away again.
I love…
But then I realised something.
I’ve loved these things about others before.
Things I’ve loved in you, I’ve loved in others too.
But yet, for you, it’s different.
I realised I didn’t love the things about you.
Oh no no no.
What I love…
…is you.
Donn, fragments 
i can totally relate to the line “what i love is you”. tugs at the heart, it does. hehe.
i read this to my girlfriend, its simplicity excells its excellence. the ideas are not complex, but the deep feeling and emotion in it make it so amazing and awe-inspiring. well done.
Anne and Harriet, thank you so very much… I really appreciate what you both said.