“Sorry, what were you saying?” I repeat for the third time this date. You probably think I’m uninterested at this point when I’m actually anything but uninterested.

Your beauty captivates me in unthinkable ways, I get distracted from you by you. You’re truly one of the most gorgeous women I’ve ever met in my life and I cannot stop thinking about you, I’m quite concerned for myself because I fear I’m almost obsessed in the most romantic way possible.

This is our fifth date now, I’ve taken you to a quiet restaurant downtown. I’m trying to take you on different things every time, I have the money so why not spend it on someone worth it? You’re extremely appreciative too, I think that’s another thing about you that I look up to for some reason. Once, you tried to pay for your own thing, how stupid do you think I am?

We finished our food 20 minutes ago, now you’re chatting away while I ‘listen’ to you. I just can’t stop watching the way your face lights up when you laugh at your own story or how you can hardly even hold eye contact with me for over 5 seconds.

I zone back in after my words, a little frown covering your features and I can’t even explain myself because it’s way too early to tell you how I feel, it’s only been two months of even knowing each other.