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I think, with every entry and private declaration of love, I struggle with conveying the exact depth of my feelings for you. I struggle with it because it seems almost criminal to put all of this into words, as if I'm doing some disservice by trying to parse up and dissect everything into smaller constituents. I feel like I'll never quite realize the magnitude of this, of you and me and this silly little thing we decided to pursue close to ten months ago. I'll never find myself cognizant of it because I don't want to assign logic to every little aspect of our relationship. I don't want to hash out the exact angle at which our lips meet when we kiss. I don't want to