somehow, you tumbled into my life.
when we met, it was a whirlwind of quick kisses and fun photos, and something was instantly different from anyone else i had ever met. you were so amazing from the second i met you that i knew there had to be something there.
still on the first day of knowing you, you invited me to your house and it was wonderful and i felt closer to you than i had to anyone in a while.
a month later, when you ask me out on the bus, so casually, i say yes. (i tried to be relaxed with my answer but i had never meant anything quite so much)
the best summer of my life happened after that, spending every day with you, knowing when i woke up that i was getting out of bed to see you, laughing when i’d text you and you had just woken up.
was it any wonder that i fell in love with you?
with your voice, laughing and smiling and playful and serious and beautiful
with your hair, curly and almost always tied up but so amazing when the sun hit it or when it was down and i could tangle my fingers in it
with your hands, long and slender and perfectly wrapped around mine
with your face, every aspect amazing and melding together to be something incredible
with every aspect of you, from the way you would laugh at my ‘swearing’ to how you’d always be talking to me in some way, texting or skyping or face to face
how could anyone not fall in love with you?
