I am in love with him.

I don't know how,

I don't know why,

But I am in love with him.

Maybe it's the way he breathes differently as he sleeps than he does when he's awake. Like he's at rest with nothing on his mind, and just laying beside me puts him in that safety. Maybe I like that I have that sort of balance over him.

Or maybe it's because at night he never worries about anything and it's just soothing in general. It's kind of like being a newborn again. The world is a place with no problems.

Or possibly it's just because when he holds me tight, I know he's not going to be letting go.

He isn't like most either. He doesn't see sex as the first thing like most do. He doesn't get boners just because a moan escapes my lips when I'm stretching. He doesn't take my hopeless romantic stories too seriously because he know's one day we will create our own that will top anything I could ever create in my head and he doesn't care that I can't cook. He doesn't think too much on it when he makes me mad and I say I'll never speak to him again. He doesn't come with countless drama, and he always encourages me to be the best I could ever be without trying. He's just completely different then what i'm used to and I've never felt something like this before.

Maybe none of these things matter though because I don't know what our future holds,

But I am in love with him,

I don't know how,

I don't know why,

But I am in love with him.