Last night we were lying in bed talking about what we did over the weekend, and she turned to me and said “every time i do something with you it feels like the first time.” She mostly meant this on the level that everything from giving a hickey to walking down the street holding hands is new to me, and that i approach it all with a sense of wonder and humor instead of duty or trepidation. But, in a way, it actually sounded like she was telling me i made it all new for her again…

I cried a little bit last night, but she just thought it was because my eyes were tired. And they were. Anyhow, excuse me while i fall head over heels…