This.

I can't explain this.

And I can't explain why I struggled to type those very words...

I tried to fashion them so they would sound appealing...

so that they might offer a fancy image for you to toy with in your head...

"This" refers to our relationship. 

It's not that I'm doubting you. Or us. Or me. 

And it's definitely not because I don't know what we are, or where we are in all of this.

But it's more due to the fact that I can't BELIEVE this is happening.

I can't seem to swallow how PERFECT this is. 

I mean, how could you expect me to? 

You know how I'm feeling without me having to say it. 

You know where my thoughts are wandering off to before I even think them.

You want to...no, NEED to, see me just as much as I need to see you. 

You love me. 

You've been loving me. 

You vow to love me forever.

So can you blame me that this (being beyond my hopes and dreams) is proving difficult to swallow?