It's most definitely not going to take me very long to get attached to you, and it won't be difficult either. You are going to become my night, my day, the first thing on my mind when I wake up and the last when I go to bed. I'm going to do the most insane things just to be with you and when I'm not with you, I'll wish I was. You will be the first person I go to in search of good vibes and you will automatically give the best hugs, no argument (and, by the way, you smell incredible).

Over time, our "honeymoon stage" will come to an end. We won't have to text every second of every day and it will be in this new upcoming stage that I will learn to trust you more than anyone else. I will teach you about all of my flaws from head to toe and I will tell you my thoughts on the universe. I will show you the music I've never showed anyone and do my best not to let my anxiety or any of my other problems get in the way when I show you my world, served to you on a beautiful silver platter.

Soon will be the time that I properly introduce you to my father, godfather and sister (better known as the people who will break your neck if you break my heart). They are nothing you should be afraid of. I promise you that. If you don't hurt me, all is good, and I trust you. I'm now going to get closer to you; this is also where I tell you that I love you and tell you how much you mean to me every chance I get. I will begin falling very hard for you, and I may at times feel I am not good enough for you. Now it is your job to do the same in telling me how much I mean to you and how you feel about me. This is the time you will have to promise me you won't hurt me, and I will believe you.

A significant amount of time will go by, and you will stop. The cute texts and calls will stop, seeing you will stop, and the "I love you"s will stop. This is the part where you will leave and I, still head over heels and falling for you, will finally stop falling. I will brutally hit the cold, hard floor, chest tightening and throat closing. I have lost the greatest person to ever come into my life. Or, at least, I think so.

But then I am reminded:

I am not alone. I am loved. I have people who love me and a best friend who cares about me more than her own self. I am going to get through this, no matter how long it takes. I am OK. I am alive. I am filled with love. Nobody can break me.