Tonight I'm not afraid to tell you what I feel about you.
I remember meeting you for the first time. If I were to be honest, I mostly just brushed you off. Like meeting a new colleague. I did feel a bit curious about you, mostly from your appearance. I remember telling my sister about you, but I didn't give much thought about it after.
Fast forward a few weeks later, we were on our first date. It wasn't until then that I remember seeing you for the first time. I don't think I can ever explain this, but I've never felt so sure about something or someone in my entire life. That's when I knew. And that was why I wasn't afraid of telling you how I felt about you. How I still feel about you. You still give me butterflies whenever I see you, although the fluttering has lessen, it's still there. Like a mini tremor. Give it a tiny nudge, and I'm done.
