Lately, I've been, I've been fast asleep, dreaming of all the things that we could be.

I'm taking a break from Spanish revision to write this. Spanish is really fun, and I love it, but it is not easy. At all.

It's so stupid, but I miss him a lot. And the last I saw him was yesterday morning. What a crazy girl.

It's only been a week, and we've only had a few dates. But each date has been completely amazing and unforgettable.

It just astounds me how much we're alike but so very different at the same time. Our tastes in movie and music are a good example. We both listen to rock bands like Creed and Green Day. And yet while I listen to more indie and pop rock, he listens to old-style rock and country music. It's intriguing and fascinating.

On Monday, we were watching The Blues Brothers. There was a line in the movie when Elwood asked his brother 'Who you gonna call?' and both of us whispered 'Ghostbusters' at the same time. I'm sure many others would do the same, but some might only think it and not say it, and the fact that we were both whispering it (like it was too cheesy to say out loud) was so hilarious and showed how in sync we were.

It's just the little things like that that show me how lucky I am to have met a guy like him.

He doesn't only tell me that I'm beautiful or sexy or adorable. He shows it to me. The way he looks at me, I feel like I'm the only one who matters.

It's only been a week and he's already been more romantic than anyone I have ever dated. He drove me to see a beautiful lake in the middle of the country roads, then attempted to drive up a hill to see a glorious view of the border between Manchester, Sheffield, and Oldham. I say attempted because we realised that there was no tarmac track for the car to get there, but the thought was just so romantic. And the view I got was still spectacular.

It's scary because I'm still overthinking everything. I overthink every day. And the more time we spend together, the more my brain tries to process what is it that's going on. I doubt myself and what I'm doing all the time. But I also have no regrets about my decisions. It's a schizophrenic disorder due to the fact that my mind never stops working, but at the same time, my heart wants to fall right in. So I'm torn between two extremes.

In any case. I need to focus on my exams and I need to keep reminding myself that we have a long 3 month break ahead of us. So, it's all on God now.