I have asked myself many times what it was that I liked about you, I have asked you many times what it was that I liked about you and the answer is simply: I do not know.
\nAn \u201cI don't know\u201d full of so many things to discover, but that \u201cI don't know\u201d has so many things I love about you.<\/p>\n
It's a \u201cI don't know\u201d what it is about your coarse, thick hair, that when it's in my hands it looks like a tornado has passed over it, but you have such beautiful hair and a smell that doesn't let me be.<\/p>\n
It's a \u201cI don't know\u201d that your eyes have when they look at me and I can see how beautiful they are, dark as a cup of coffee, which I could drink three times a day; morning, noon and night.<\/p>\n
It's a \u201cI don't know\u201d that your mouth and your pink lips have. Your mouth; when I see you talk and laugh, and your lips have a \u201cI don't know\u201d that when they kiss me they make me smile.<\/p>\n
It is a \u201cI don't know\u201d that your arms have that when you hug me I don't want to let go of you, and I just want to give you lots of hugs and make you feel how much I love you, only you.<\/p>\n
It's a \u201cI don't know\u201d that your chest has that when I lie on you I like to feel how it rises and falls every time you breathe and I don't want anyone to take me away from there.<\/p>\n
It's a \u201cI don't know\u201d that you have, and... Haven't you realized it? It's that all those things that \u201cI don't know\u201d that you have are all the things that you have, that I like and that I will continue to discover about you, and all those things are the same things that have made you have a little piece of me.<\/p>\n