A strange mixture of lust and childlike adoration hits me like a ******* truck when I look at you. The way you make me throw my head back and laugh, the way you say my name. Just the way you ******* are, oh God, I can't stop smiling. Last year, you kissed my forehead and said you never wanted to see me cry. This year, you kissed me, hard and slow, and everything stopped spinning. I denied it for the longest time, but, I really think I love you. It's too bad that time and distance are going to break my heart.