Who me? Why.. yes

I believe I have always been a crazed romantic.

Living in a fairy tale world.

In search for my prince charming.

I smile at the thought of being in love.

I giggle when love tickles.

I grin at couples in love... especially the older ones

I gaze off with romantic getups and getaways

With the one that makes me smile for no reason

I tear up when I see bridal gowns.

And depends on the wedding, I may tear up there too...

But deep down inside,

I have always been scared that it would/could never happen to me.

Once you get your heart broken,

it's hard to think about those kinds of things.

But then

He asked me why I love him,

I couldn't give him an answer.

All I could do is smile.

I wonder was that good enough?

Then a couple days later...

"I love you."

The message read.

Guess it was...