Ever since our first kiss on the 30th of january, you're all I think of. It's been so long since I've last felt so ecstatic to see someone smile, to see the joy on your face, the pupils of your beautiful blue eyes dilating wider than I've ever seen before. It's the highlight of my week when I get to caress your chest as you lay beside me, humbling me with your intimidating library of a mind. Your family is so sweet to me, I immediately felt at home the first time you brought me over. I'm sorry if I ever come off as pushy, or excessively infatuated. I try to follow your pace, but I can't help it. You are so beautiful to me inside and outside. I can't wait to explore every little crevice of eachothers minds and bodies. To say I was over the moon on sunday would be an understatement, although I had this one thought haunt my mind — when, and how will I introduce you to my troubled, and muddled family?