It’s like you’re perfect

I have been in love more than once in my life. I’ve been in love 3 times. It was all well documented, how I felt, all my emotions written word for word. With each love I’ve had, there was always a little bit of doubt, a red flag I chose to ignore. This feels different. I can see my entire future wrapped up in you. In all of you. It’s like you’re perfect, everything about you seems so lovely to me right now. I like how gentle you are with me. How you act so rushed in the morning, but it’s like you don’t want to leave home. Like you’re so excited for the day but you can’t sit still for even a moment. It drives me crazy when you laugh. I’ve tried to bury all of these feelings for a while now. But it’s in full bloom now. Now I need to wait. I want to run up to you and let you know that I am completely in love with you. But I can’t. I need to wait. It’s so delicate. I dream of you. My heart hasn’t had a normal beat for days, it’s just racing. When I think of having a first kiss, I frlear my heart might explode, where would I find the oxygen to stay alive in that moment? I’m grown now, I need to act like it, but this is the most intense crush I’ve ever had. I need to let things out like a 16 year old girl obsessed with the most handsome man she’s ever known. But unlike 16 year old me, I’m not afraid. I just know that I love him. And he loves me. I’m 99% sure. Time is the only thing that can help me. So I’ll wait. You’re worth it. For you I’d wait. At this point no one else exists in my world, it’s only you. I’ve already packed up my whole heart, it’s sitting in a pretty box, ready to be handed over to you. Beautiful you.

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