But you still have those tiny lips

You've appeared through the window of my bedroom, it's a cloudy and cold day.
It's sunday morning and I have a physics test tomorrow, but I just couldn't study.
All I could think about is that I'm here, and I'm looking at you, and you're so beautiful.
You're looking at me now, I can see your brown eyes. They are so deep and blink so fast, as if they are trying to show me something I can't see.
You have tiny lips and you're moving them together and fast as if you're thinking of something I can't think
about.
I like your new haircut. It reminds me of the waves of the ocean when I used to go to the beach with my parents for vacation, on my grandma's house. Just right here, in the wind, your hair moves back and foward covering a small part of your eyebrows, which are as dark as the darkest night of the winter.
You're moving your head, side to side, very slowly, and you are looking a little down to the ground. I wish I've never seen you like this, because I think I'm falling in love with you, with this way you are looking at me at this morning.
Right now, I think i'm picturing you in front of me, while I was trying to study.
I'm never gonna tell you how much this means to me. Cause I like you more now, then before. And I know I will like you more than now, tomorrow.