Is it really possible?

To start to like one that fast? To feel butterflies directly just feeling the look, the presence of one. How can one be just so perfect? I am aware of the flaws, flaws that normally does not talk to me, but right now. It all seems perfect in my eyes, I just see the perfection, and the flaws as something that just makes you even more perfect. Right now you make me happy, so happy, jumping around and giggling, wanting to give you the world. One day you will make me sad, but right now I wanna thank you so much for being you and the things you make to me.

You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.

xoxo,
Vicky