Dazing;

I like him a lot. And I know it's fast, but I feel like we've known each other for a while. You know that feeling? Where you start talking to someone and you realize that they think just like you? Or they like the same things you do? Or how by some strange coincidence, the course of your lives has been the same for a while, you just never noticed. That's how I feel right now. And it's all I can do not to think about him, about that night, every second of the day. I have to physically stop myself from telling everyone about him. "Hey, did you know that he and I spent the whole day together? Did you know that we did this, and that, and that he said this," and it's just too much to keep to myself. I want to yell it to the world.
WE LIKE EACH OTHER!
It's exactly what I need.
He distracts me in the best way.
He's sweet, and caring, and he listens to me.
He tells me stories that he's never told anyone else.
I feel like I know him better than anyone I've ever been with.
It's only been 8 days.