“You’re the sun, you’ve never seen the night but you hear it’s song from the morning birds, well I’m not the moon, I’m not even a star.” I love him so much. I love everything about him. I love his obsession with history, I love his pale blue eyes, I love his curly dirty blonde hair, I love his style, I love how he listens, I love how he doesn’t make me feel stupid, I love his voice, i love his sense of humor, I love his jokes, I love that he doesn’t judge me for my mistakes. I love him. I love you, C.