im thinking about saying this, in some medium, to my boyfriend today.
tell me what you think
please!
I love the way that I'm too scared to tell you that I'm falling in love with you. How I'm terrified to say it too soon, or too often. I worry Ill ramble it out late at night when were messed up because Im constantly thinking about how I should tell you. If I should tell you. I love the way you make the stupid little things matter to me, and make me feel like a princess (its absolutely corny, but its true.). Love is a term people throw around, one of the most ambiguous descriptions of feeling. Im not sure what "love" means to me, or what it means to you, to whoever, but this, what I feel for you, it has to be what they are talking about. Chris, you make smile, you make me laugh. You give me butterflies when you kiss me in the hall. On the porch. On the quad. You make me feel again, and for that, I love you. I dont know what it is about you; I dont know why we're so perfect. I dont want to understand, I've let go of analyzing us, youve let me just stop for a while and live. I want to just live, just exist with you. You make me believe again. I want to do the same for you.
tell me what you think
please!
I love the way that I'm too scared to tell you that I'm falling in love with you. How I'm terrified to say it too soon, or too often. I worry Ill ramble it out late at night when were messed up because Im constantly thinking about how I should tell you. If I should tell you. I love the way you make the stupid little things matter to me, and make me feel like a princess (its absolutely corny, but its true.). Love is a term people throw around, one of the most ambiguous descriptions of feeling. Im not sure what "love" means to me, or what it means to you, to whoever, but this, what I feel for you, it has to be what they are talking about. Chris, you make smile, you make me laugh. You give me butterflies when you kiss me in the hall. On the porch. On the quad. You make me feel again, and for that, I love you. I dont know what it is about you; I dont know why we're so perfect. I dont want to understand, I've let go of analyzing us, youve let me just stop for a while and live. I want to just live, just exist with you. You make me believe again. I want to do the same for you.
girly:
Did you say it to him?