Being in love with you is the most terrifying thing I’ve ever done. And I don’t mean because I’m worried that you’ll break my heart or in some horrible way the universe will twist us into hating each other. What I mean is that I am growing with you and this is scary. This is scary because I have been stretching towards the same sun facing the same window in the same house breathing the same air. Being with you is like walking outside for the first time and realising that there is more to life than I’ve ever known. It is like showing a toddler a picture of a constellation and watching them fail to understand the vastness of it all. That the world is big and we are small and huge all at the same time and how can this be? That we can exist at the same time as every other extraordinary thing on this planet. How can this be that with you, I am wide eyed and trembling and delirious. That I can walk into this massive God filled place together, feel the steady weight of you at my side and think ‘I did not know any of this wonder existed at all.’