You

I don't understand my feelings for you. You make my heart melt with simple text messages and compliments that I never thought I'd recieve anytime soon. You like me, is what you tell me. We talk late every single night and talk throughout the days. Not a single day for the past month have we not spoken to another. You show me in so many ways that you care about me. You make a list of everything I like or dislike, and when I asked why you do this, you said: "you're important to me, and what's important to you is important to me." My friends say I'm lucky and they are in awe of our relationship that has yet to have a label. Because we haven't had our official first date. That's annoying. But we live an hour apart and our first kiss was so fucking awkward because I am awkward as hell. But you are not, and I don't know how to act. You wanna know everything about me and you want me to tell you every single thing. I annoy you when I don't tell you things, I can see it in your face, but in a strange way, I like keeping you on your toes. You like me, a lot. Two of your closests friends have told me on different occasions, and quite a bit, that you like me a lot.

Even though I know you like me, I am so fucking scared. I'm scared about what's to come. If we will be together, because we both have dreams and aspirations quite different from another. I want to go live far away from my homeplace, but you want to stay and be close to family. That's absolutely great. But for me, I know where I'm meant to go. Are you meant to be there, with me? Are we meant to go wherever our feet lead? You know, I don't know how to act around you. I'm nervous as heck and awkward, you're not though. I've never had someone like you before in my life. It is so terrifying, but in a good way. You stress me out, because you're hot as hell and you tell me stories of girls around you. But you call me beautiful when all I see in the mirror is a fat potato. And in all honesty, I think my best friend has even the slightest small crush on you. You guys talk probably as frequently as we do. It scares me.

I am so fucking scared, it's funny but not.

Well, I'm excited to see where my life will go, because so far, I want to keep going with you.