It’s crazy, thinking that you kissing my forehead gives me butterflies, or that I my heart skips a beat every time you tell me that I make you happy.

I don’t know what it is, or how it is that it’s so easy for me to let you into the parts of my brain that I don’t usually let the rest of the world see. And I’m thankful for you, because—for whatever reason—you always seem to turn all the negative things I nitpick about myself into something positive; and you’re patient, and understanding, and optimistic even when I find it hard to be.

Being with you is surreal, but at the same time, I’ve never felt a happiness this real either. (:

And to be completely honest, you’re the only person out there that could EVER get me to be this mushy. Oddly enough, you’re the only person who can intimidate me with a poke war but still make me feel safe whenever you pull me into your arms.

You do this to me, and what’s crazy is that you don’t even have to try. (: <3

Three months strong. <3 It may not seem like much to some but it means a lot to me. (x