It is not that day when I felt in love. It is our day. The day when he said: I love you.
We met on Tinder. (yes, it is creepy a little bit) We were writting all day all night and we met in January (finally). It was really cool I really liked him but he was so shy and did not do anything. So we met in every week but nothing happened. I was so sad, I thought he do not like me. But in March he finally kissed me
And now everything is sooooo awesome.
I think this is love. I know that I love him to the moon and back.
( I am soo creepy when I am in love )