my love language is simple, it's loud and kind, it makes me happy seeing you smile. peel a lychee for me, and i'll peel a pomegranate for you, stare at the night sky with me, and you'll catch me looking at you. it's a 50 - 50 give and take, take me to an art gallery and find me holding onto you for dear life because you're the most valuable piece of art in the room, paint a smile on me and i'll colour the skies blue. i think its safe to say that my life is like a journal filled with the doodles of cherished versions of you.















