You're my type.

I can't explain it. You are living rent-free in my mind. Zero idea when you started to occupy that space but you sure know how to make yourself comfy.

Maybe I should stop now while I can, but you're the perfect addiction. You give as good as you get. Fuck, I have no idea if you're a good man or a bad boy, so maybe both?

You have confounded me, completely set off balance. The effect you have on me is beyond comprehension. No dictionary can even help me find words to describe how fucking amazing you are.

Your existence collided with me like a comet. Utterly unpredictable. You took my breath away. Fuck, you're making me ramble to the internet...

So to you, fuck you and thank you...

I'll talk to you soon.