its when we're sitting around talking and painting our nails when someone will ask the question. The answer is followed by oohs and ahhs and Tell me about him's. and when you begin you realize that it's harder than it seems. All that you know is that you fell for him, hard. So poetic as to say "he had me at hello" but when you try to go deeper you realize theres no words for those feelings. Its full of promises that never intend to be broken and beautiful words whispered softly and a rush of passion and his hand tangled in mine. A mess of adjectives that don't mean a thing , romance and dare I say *love*?

-2 days till ocean city