Right now, I feel good. I feel good knowing that you care about me. I feel good knowing that you will give me a chance. I feel good knowing you see me for what I am, not what they say I am. I feel good when you send me messages to tell me how much you care, because you don't know how I'll react if you tell it to me in person.
I want you to know that I like you so much. I want it to be us. Us two against the universe. I want you to know that each time I go to bed a picture of your face is stuck in my mind. I want you to know that when I'm at work you're in my mind all of the time. I want you to know that right now – you are the reason I'm staying up til early hours of the morning, hoping you will talk to me.
I love how you tell me I am beautiful. I love how you kiss me in the most passionate ways. I love how you smile at me when I said something silly. I love the way you hold me when I'm sleeping. I love how you wake me up in the middle of the night just to tell me you love me and ask if I am okay.
You're a handsom man. You're so amazing that a thousand of people deserve to hear about you. You're so good, you're so bad, that everybody wants to be on your lips. Oh baby, I won't mind getting up at 4 am each day just to leave you satisifed before work.
I think I'm falling in love with you. It feels good.
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