The two hundred and sixty-third thing I love about us is being able to see myself through your eyes.
Self-love is a real bitch for me, you know. But when I look at you, and you're looking at me that certain way, there's a reflection in your eyes that overwhelms me.
Because it doesn't just reflect my face (which I'm pretty damn vain about as I'm sure you know) -- it mirrors back at me some part of my soul that you find deserving of your wonderful, wonderful heart.
I'm pretty lucky because I get to look at you and see that part of your soul all the time.
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