It's one of those days when I am just so madly, blissfully in love. My insides are so restless, it feels like they're about to burst. I just want to be near him, to touch him, to see him look at me, to laugh at his silly jokes, to run my fingers over the stubble on his chin, to smell his neck, to rest my head on his chest. He makes me so happy, it seems impossible. And to think it's been seven years.