Hey Anne, I made you a little quiz.
Fair warning. I'm very easy to tease.
Why does my name look better when you type it?
How much flirting can I get away with?
What should I call you if this goes my way?
Okay, I can admit this.
Somehow, I don't mind being cheesy with you.
I feel so alive when I’m with you, and I never felt that way with anyone before. You light up the fire in my heart and you give it sparks. You’re shining brightly as the sun, and I love staring at you. Because when I’m with you, I’m in my sanctuary. And because when I’m with you, I feel like myself. You’re not just holding my hand, but you’re holding my entire body and soul, and it feels so warm, as if I’m warming up my hands in the middle of a cold weather. You’re so soft and I love that.
Every time I need someone to listen to me, you will show up in my mind. Every time I need someone to embrace me with pure warmth, your hold wraps my entire body. Everything about you feels like a river, flowing peacefully. Your mere name in my head is possible in making me calm down when I’m anxious.
A few very serious extras.
I'm a little nervous about this next bit.
Okay. Here goes.
Anne, I've got feelings for you.
Just be honest with me, okay?