the fact that in pretty much two weeks we will have been together two months excites me, maybe a little too much. it makes me so happy. i love that i still get excited to hear from you, to get a text or a phone call from you. you're the first thing on my mind when i go to sleep and wake up. you don't annoy me, i actually always feel like i'm the annoying one by how much i want to be with you all the time. i don't think i could ever be sick of you. i love you and i may be sounding stupid and naive and i might just be getting myself into something i know will hurt me eventually? but i don't care right now.