I feel like, he's a second chance, like, maybe we could build something good together, like, it's all so new and I'm afraid the other shoe is going to drop yet, but he is showing me new things, because I'm learning about Chopin and Lyzt and okay, other people I can't remmber right now - Beethoven! I love that he has this beautiful incredible thing, and he's amazing with it, and he's willing to share it with me. And we're really different, and I thought it wouldn't work at first because we were so different, but then he'll surprise me, and everytime he does, I can't stop smiling. It's still all springtime and the anticipation of picnics, and warm roses, and wanting to wake up in the morning so I can text him or figure out some excuse to see him, but it's also been - I'm not as anxious as I was, it's comfortable, weirdly, even if it's really new.