I've caught myself replaying our conversations more than once, wondering how much better they'll feel when I can actually watch your expressions instead of just reading the words or hearing you on phone. Just in the I can't wait to finally sit across from you and see if your laugh is as dangerous as it sounded over text kind of way.
I've been looking forward to this more than I probably should admit. I want to hear the stories behind your smile, the things that make your eyes light up and whatever random thoughts you've been holding onto that only come out when the night gets a little too comfortable. I'm not promising to be smooth the entire time. I might trip over my words once or twice or maybe ten times. But I am promising to show up fully, pay attention and enjoy every second of getting to know the real you.
I'm curious about the quiet details too, the small habits, the opinions you don't usually share right away and the way you talk when you're completely at ease. I'm quietly hoping this relationship turns into something that lasts a long time. Something real, something we both want to keep choosing.