I remember the day I fell in love with you.

I remember that day.

I don't know the dates, or the exact conversation.

but I fell in love with you on your couch.

Laying down, the two of us squished somewhat comfortably on that little leather thing.

I was on the inside, and like most of the time, we were facing each other.

You said something, and I smiled.

and I all of the sudden was completely and madly in love with you (not that I wasn't falling before then).

I became so nervous that I was literally shivering.

so nervous.

sweaty palms.

fast heartbeat.

I wanted to tell you so bad.

but I was so afraid that you wouldn't feel the same.

and so, I spelled it out, in sign language. 

a few times.

and when you asked,

I told you.

I remember that the first time I said it, you didn't say it back to me

and I was so scared that you thought I was some stupid young girl who had misjudged her feelings.

I felt like crying. but I didn't. 

I left, but I knew, positively that I loved you.