We held hands for the first time last Thursday and shared our first kiss. It was sloppy and awkward. It was perfect.
The butterflies are still fluttering feverishly and for the first time I want to tell the whole world about it.

Saturday we walked and walked late at night. We made frequent pit stops to kiss, in the middle of the sidewalk or road - it didn't matter where or who was watching if anyone at all. It was just us out on the street. We teased, we cuddled and I feel so alive.