But he holds my hand-UPDATE- he was a liar and I have poor decision maker. Sweet talker- no knight-a loser in tinfoil

He calls me beautiful  
Wants to hold my hand, thought my snoring was cute, even my drool on his arm  
I'm thinking this guy has gone nuts  
Til he stares in my eyes
 and says he's never seen anything more beautiful than mine  
He says he is a romantic but not the normal kind not likely to bring flowers but instead chocolate and fries  
I guess that's his idea of wooing  
And it's nice to know  
He enjoys my company even if my legs are closed.  
And says he watches too many kids shows  
That's why he's giving me Eskimo kisses on my nose. And after those kisses  
it is me he tells me he misses  
Says he needs to look in my innocent eyes Hugs me like he never wants to let go When we say our good byes  
Every day- Good morning, my Goddess  
Wrapped in his arms, my head on his chest  
How was your day, my little princess  
Caresses my cheek and plays with my hair  
You're gonna marry me right?  
Absolutely.  
Unconditional love, I love him completely.