The scent of you still wafts in my mind, in all its lovableness and warmth. I smell your pants that I wore home, and I remember your smooth white chest that I would kiss and lay my hand on when you didn't want to be tickled. The trail of hair that was somehow darker than all the rest on your body, around your bellybutton, soft and clean, it made me so wildly attracted to you that day at the park, you definitely impressed me. Kissing your forehead which was also so soft, and those big full lips you'd pout out and I kissed on the train, I remember it exactly and I miss it. Your hands were so gentle and caressed me with such care and love, and your arms with the three little freckles in the shape of a triangle always let me know that I was home, like the stars in the sky. Your legs that had some kind of smoothness to them even though they were thick with blonde curls, I hope you know I never judged your psoriasis, it made you, you and I love it. I adored kissing you all over, you always felt, smelt and tasted amazing, you were always 'home'. You taught to me how to love and accept other people, how to accept myself. You always made me feel better, always treated me well, you gave me kisses and wiped my tears. You looked out for me and reminded me who I was, what my values were. You encouraged me to express myself, to look at my thoughts and think about what I was doing and saying, or what I was going to do/say. You helped me get over my fears, you helped me pick up what I thought was somewhat 'gross' to touch; snails and worms. You accepted me, I think. You always loved my size and never told me I was fat or needed to change the way I looked. You liked me without make up so much more, and I did love your birthday last year, when you showed how much you actually genuinely liked me, by not liking my make up, but I'm sorry you had to look at something you didn't like on your birthday. You encouraged me to be my best, to have hobbies and love myself. You help everyone you know, you always look out for them, you're the most kind, warm, generous person I have ever met in my life.
and I have to add, I love licking your ear lobes.
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