It would be cliche of me to say that it was love at first sight.

I know it would.

And yet, here I am.

The moment I saw you, there was just something there. I don't know if it was the way you ran your fingers through your hair when you didn't know what to do with your hands or the way you caught my eye every chance you could. Whatever it was, I knew almost immediately that you were something special. You, I decided then, were going to change my life. Whether that was in a good or bad way I didn't know.

I just knew you would.

What followed was a side of me that I hadn't seen in far too long: A girl that was hesitant to fall, a girl that had butterflies dancing in her stomach whenever you caught my eye and smirked, a girl that was terrified but was so ready to feel something again.

You allowed me to feel something again, and I am so thankful for that.

That alone should have made me love you. But, there were one million other things.

I fell for you because of your obsession with your Sunday morning coffee.

I fell for you because of the way you love the Lord, and thank Him for everything you've ever been given.

I fell for you because of your laugh.

I fell for you because of the way you act like an idiot around your friends in the best way possible.

I fell for you because of the look of concentration that gets etched across your face whenever you see me.

I fell for you because of your secret love for country music.

I fell for you because you're you.

Now, allow me to clarify something. The first time I saw you, you reminded me so much of someone from my past that it made my stomach turn and my heart skip a beat. You were my piece of him in this new, scary place.

I know now that you are the most beautiful kind of different there ever was.

I didn't expect to fall so hard for someone in my new home, but you've made it worth it.