9.3.12. 12:58 p.m. name: Robert John Benson (also see: Bobby). this man right here? better than the best. i’ve known him for only bout two months, and just started dating him a month ago (a month tomorrow!) this one… he’s my world. he is perfect for me. and honestly? i’m pretty damn good for him too. yeah, he makes mistakes, and yeah, he drinks. so what? we get through it. and i think i’m changing him for the better (starting with his seatbelt problem). :p and i know he’s changed me. i can’t explain to you how quickly i grew to love him for every quirk that he has. whether or not it’s the way he never cleans up dishes, or throws his change on the floor of his bedroom, or the weird obsession he has with tank tops… i still love him. i really do. i could spend every day with him, doing anything. cuddling, watching netflix, so on and so forth. i wouldn’t and won’t get sick of him. i can’t even describe him right now, i sound like a dumb little girl. but he just makes me so giddy. i feel like a new person around him. i’m done for now. haha.

10.13.12. 3:29 p.m. how do i explain the feeling i get with you? i get sick to my stomach, in a good way. it flips and flops, flutters like invisible wings that can only be felt. my pupils dilate, and my mouth slowly curls into a smirk, a smirk filled only with love and desire. my knees start to shake, like the ground under me is giving me my own earthquake that can only be felt by me. my heart continues to race, faster than anything you’ve felt. you can almost see it beat out of my chest; the heart that only beats for you. you walk into a room and i forget everything i was going to do or say, and all i want to do is be in your arms. you make me happy. you make the clouds that once rained hard on my brain fly away, leaving nothing but the bright sunshine. the kind of sun that warms your skin, the kind that leaves you feeling euphoric. when i’m in your arms, all i know is that leaving is the hardest thing to do, and if i could, i would give up anything to stay there, warm and safe against your steady-beating heart. curling my delicate fingers between yours, i whisper “i love you”. and you raise my chin, smile coyly, and tell me you love me too.