i thought you were just a pastel dream

I'm like an addict and he's my drug.

I swear i was so unhappy and then i saw him and now it's like i'm on an instant high.

he's like an adrenaline rush to the soul.

he makes me smile even when i'm so down, he's amazing.

I can't help just gazing at him when i'm with him and realising how lucky i truly am that he's taken interest in a clumsy/innocent/awkward/timid/strange me.

i couldn't ask for a better relationship, we have fun and enjoy it. it's almost too fun, sometimes i feel like something must be wrong with us when so many people complain about how difficult their relationships are, ours is just like we're kids running around in a playground.

we have adventures, do stupid things together, say even stupider things to one another (well mainly me), laugh when the other trips down the stairs (me again) and we have all these lame jokes that go along with all the lame things we like to do.

But i love every second of it, i can actually talk to him, like i'm not scared of anything at all when i'm with him. i've never had anyone like that before, someone i can be myself with completely and i can say whatever is on my mind without questioning it.