bbc-killed-my-otp:

aromantic love letter

(because love comes in as many forms as there are people)

i love you

more than anything

i love the way your cheeks grow when you laugh

i love the way your eyes shine

i love your hands and how they feel in mine

reassuring that you’ll always be there

i love your dimples and your chapped lips

and how they part to let out sounds of happiness

and how you bite your tongue when you’re thinking

i love the books you read again and again

i love the movies we watch, together in your sofa

and how you cry at the end, always, even though you know how it ends

i love your band t-shirts, a few numbers too big

but it’s alright, it will shrink in the washing machine, you say

i love your messy hair around your face

and your old, tangled earphones, running from your phone to your ear like an umbilical cord

beating music into your ears

loudly in the Saturday evening,

softly in the Sunday morning

and i love your old, dusty typewriter, you got from your mother

you carry it down from the attic,

put words on a wrinkled paper

i love that

i love you

and although there are things i cannot give to you

even though you deserve it

i will give you what i can

and trust me on this;

i will give you my love

my heart

all of it

there are things i do not feel

but i’m not missing out

because trust me, my friend

i love you in the most non romantic way

i’m not like everyone else, it’s true

but my heart beats just the same

and it beats for you