I’ve known you for a very short period of time. But, within that period you have come to show me exactly what it means to live instead of just exist. My life has been far from okay and it reached its absolute breaking point right around the time I first layed my eyes on you. Jesus christ, this might sound ridiculous, but I think I fell in love with you right then. And then I fell deeper and madder every single time you layed a finger on me. Every brush, every time our eyes connected, every damn time you hugged me. Good lord, you smell like home. I’ve never wanted anything more than you. Never have I wanted anything more than for you to look me in the eyes and tell me just how beautiful you think I am. I want your warm, wet beautiful lips to be on top of mine. Fighting to be with me, to claim me. And after everything we’ve been through, every single fight made me want you more because we came out of them so much stronger. And as cheesey as it is, I just want you to hold me. I don’t want to be alone anymore. I need to be close to you, I feel so much more alive when I am near you. I am absolutely infatuated with you. I love you, dearly.