It’s to time to shout it out the windows (I don’t care about the rain).
I am in love. LOVE LOVE LOVE. Sappy, kind, ridiculous love.
And you know the best part about it? he loves me back.
It’s the kind of love that makes me want to write lists about his quirks, to write down every inspiring word that comes out of his mouth; the kind of love that makes it exciting to walk along him with his hand on my waist. It’s the kind of love that makes me freeze every time he says something oh, so romantic!, or whenever he looks at me in that way of his.
I am in love.
And ugh, how I needed it…