Kurt. Kurt Hummel. My boyfriend. 

I dont know where to start, exactly. Should I tell you just how piercing his blue eyes are? Should I rant about how his hair is always so perfect, even without him styling it. Should I fangirl about how angelic and perfect his singing- and just regular- voice is?

Youre not going to answer, huh? Well then, Ill just tell you everything. 

This guy, hes amazing. Simple as that, hes incredible. Hes just taller than me, enough to where I have to slightly look up to him- though I have to do that to most people, being as small as I am. 

The way he dresses is just fascinating. Hes not afraid to show his fashionable side. If Im wearing a bow tie that clashes with my shoes- which rarely happens, by the way- hes there to inform me of the tragic mistake. 

He likes to sing. But, Im sure you know that already. He loves it, actually. Sometimes, when Im at his house, hes humming a tune while doing homework. If hes cooking, hes mumbling words to a broadway song. If hes Glee club, hes not afraid to let anyone hear him when he sings out loud. I admire that. 

Hes not afraid to be himself. Kurt Hummel wants to wear a red scarf today to match his combat boots? Kurt does it. Kurt wants to sing that part in Defying Gravity thats originally sung by a girl? Kurt goes for it. (its secretly my favorite story he tells me) Kurt wants to hold my hand in public, aware of the disgusted looks some people throw? Kurt kisses me right on the lips instead, thatll show them.

His eyes. His eyes are just magnificent. Majestic. Marvelous. Any other m word that means theyre so freaking beautiful. 

He likes to cuddle. And man, I love to cuddle. Cuddling is just so innocent, so pure. Sure, itll lead to something every now and then. But those days when everything has just been rushed and stressfull, we just lie on his couch in each others arms, watching reruns of Full House. Cuddling is great. 

Im probably boring you in all of this Kurt talk, Im sorry. Oh? Youd like me to continue? Well, yeah! Id love to!

Let me talk about his smile for a second. His smile is so beautiful. I swear, when that man smiles, an angel starts to sing behind me. His smile brightens the world, it makes everything better, all my worries float away. 

Speaking of his smile, his lips are just as great. Theyre soft, softer than pretty much anything. When he kisses me, its like Im on another planet. I feel like Im lifted off the ground and am in the clouds, on cloud 9, if I want to sound cliche. 

His smell. His smell is something Ill never forget. Its so nice, so fruity, so Kurt. Kurt pretty much smells like youd think. Its not perfume-y or cologne-y, if that makes sense. He smells in-between. His hair smells great, too, apparently he uses this really expensive French shampoo, so Ive been told from him.

Ah, geez, Ive got to go. And speaking of the devil, I have a study date with Kurt that I need to go to right now. Nice to meet you, though. Talk soon? Okay! Bye.