I’m a sucker for sunsets, let me tell you that.
I’m a sucker for the ocean, and the moon.
I’m a sucker for the sound of rain.
I’m a sucker for the feeling of getting into bed after a long day.
But mostly, I’m a sucker for your eyes, and how somehow, when I look into them, I feel like I’m home. I’m a sucker for the sound of your laugh.
I’m a sucker for the feeling of your skin against mine.
I’m a sucker for the way you hold my hand, and, even though you don’t hold it in any special way, it somehow feels different. It feels better.
I’m a sucker for your heavy breathing as you sleep.
I’m a sucker for you.