With him I forget that I was once unhappy. I forget how broken my heart was and how miserable the world made me feel. He gives me this feeling that I have never truly experienced until now. I have never been able to put a definition to love because I never really thought it existed for me. I was wrong because he showed me that it does. Telling him is going to be a big step, because I don’t want to be shot down. Does he feel the same or am I too strung up on him?

He has the deepest brown eyes I have ever looked into, the cutest smile I have ever helped spread across someone’s face. His voice brings my heart into my throat, and his hands explore the places that I long for him to touch. The freckles that spread across his cheeks give me a reason to love my own. The way he holds me as he traces my frame gives me the chills. He is the definition of love and the reason I get up in the morning. Happiness is what I have never experienced in this quantity and it overwhelms me.