So I found this photo of you which i took the first day you came to my place and met my family. Never actually posted it anywhere but i really love it.
One week!
So soon. I apparently spooned Sasha in my sleep whilst stoned at her place last month without my knowledge. Clearly still used to you being in bed beside me. 21 days. That’s nothing.

HOW TO LOVE A WOMAN
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.
- Bob Marley
Six months have flown by.
I told you I loved you for the first time when we were spooning, probably a week and a bit into the relationship and I was terrified of how fast i fell for you, and felt exactly like this. You had fallen asleep. You didnt hear me, and I dont think I ever ended up telling you.