Loving someone will always make them seem unbelievably perfect. If not, then it isn’t love. And if it isn’t love, then what is it?
I’d love to hold your hand. I mean, just touching you feels weird. Good weird, really.
Waiting for someone you don’t even know when will arrive is like waiting for a meal you haven’t ordered. It’s not going happen if you refuse to do something about it.
I have fallen in love with you.
You might have been comfortable in that zone. You might even be trying to jump from the other zone onto the next. Well, here’s my secret, I’m here as well.