What could I be more in love with besides the simple eyes that gaze upon me, making me feel like a candle melting underneath the gentle flame? As if my heart felt like a cloud before the release of the storm, the rhythmic pander of the rain reminding me of each time you stole my heart- releasing the storm that beat fast in my heart. Even the simple thought of your name creates a patter in my stomach as if children were playing with the strings that connect me together, making my cheeks fill with different hues of pink. What could describe such a sensation besides the words I shall confess. The only truth to such a pain.

I love you.