How can I explain how this feels? People say it’s an indescribable feeling, liking someone this much.
But it’s like when you step outside at night and it’s late and dark and quiet and the sky is clear and you look up and see the stars and the moon and realize the enormity of the universe
and it’s overwhelmingly significant. She makes me feel like that.
Sometimes we’re just sitting there talking and she makes me laugh and I stop and look at her and feel so goddamn lucky to have her there.
On one of our first times meeting, we went to a light festival and we walked around and my hands were cold and she saw and gave me her gloves.
I really wanted her to hold my hand but I was too nervous to ask. And later she was eating some pastry and she kept tearing off small pieces and handing them to me so I would eat them.
I wanted to kiss her then, with sugar on our lips.
When she thinks I’m sad she’ll send me pictures of her cats and distracts me and it works.
How did I get here? To where she’s so important to me, to where I want to know every detail about her.
What does she think when she thinks of me? I want to know her thoughts and I want to know all of her embarrassing secrets.