You and your boyfriend were both skilled artists, you loved to make portraits of each other and by love, I mean LOVE to make portraits of each other.

You smiled a bit, sitting in front of your boyfriend as he was sketching a drawing of you. His skilled hands working to make the drawing as perfect as possible, that’s how he saw you.. Perfect.

“You really got some beautiful features, ma.” He says, looking up at you again and then back down at the paper to add more to his work.