That Smile

Those cute cheeks. The way you bite your lips when you look at me. That precious and innocent eye smile that contrasts your y appearance.   Your full and luscious lips that invite me to kiss them every time I see them. Your pearly white teeth that illuminate the room. Your beautiful, tanned skin. Your smooth, brown hair than makes me want to touch it every time I hug you. Those strong arms that surround me each time they feel like it. Your sweet personality. Those little details that you come up with, such as surprising me with a bouquet full of jasmines, or making me cheat on my diet by giving me chocolate because you say my body is perfect the way it is. How you make me feel special, like a princess, when I’m with you.

I could go on forever…

What’s there not to love about you? 

And most of all, that beautiful smile.

How is it that despite the stress, tiredness and pressure you feel by having an idol life, you still manage to flash me a smile every single day?

How is it that even when you’re exhausted because of the physical effort you have to make every day by practicing dance after dance, hour after hour, you still come home every day and smile once again?

How is it that despite the pain you feel whenever you get injured at practice you still ask me to not worry and just shrug it off while smiling at me?

I must be the luckiest girl alive if you let me say.

Because I have never felt this way before with another person, so secure, so happy, so welcomed, so… loved.

Even if we can’t see each other every second of every day, I have never regretted meeting you, loving you.

Because you have made me the happiest girl alive. Because you have changed me into a better person, and because you gave me the chance to do the same to you as well.

Because I always had a shoulder where I could cry on, and so did you. Because you and I are more than a simple couple, we are one, you are the owner of my heart and I’m the owner of yours.

Meeting you was surely the best thing I could have ever done.