Head over fucking heels in love.
And I've been this way for over a year.
When it first started, I thought to myself "Self, enjoy this part, because you know it doesn't last. You know that in a few months, you'll still love him, but this reckless giddy, walking on air feeling will be gone". I was so wrong. And I am so happy about that.
He makes a wonderful shiver go down my spine, every time he kisses the back of my neck. And he knows it.
He makes me laugh at silly things.
He calls my kitten silly pet names and sings her silly songs when he thinks I'm not listening, even though she thinks he's a chew toy.
He makes me feel safe and warm and content and loved. It doesn't get much better than that.