text: On our first meeting, she was very shy and nervous. But her smile was everything. When I took her home and we hugged, she felt so small and I didn’t want to let her go. But she smiled again and awkwardly said goodbye. I had to see her again. I could tell on our other dates that she slowly began to warm up and became more comfortable. She’s very smiley and her laughter is adorable. She held my hand. It was the sweetest moment as her small hand was in mine. One time, she kissed my cheek. She was so embarrassed she couldn’t meet my eyes. I felt as if my heart would explode. I want to maul her with a million kisses but she probably wouldn’t like it. I’ll wait until the time is right. Waking up next to her is the best thing ever. She stretches over to me and holds me, still trying to open her eyes. It’s so cute I want to squeeze her. Then when she opens them, they’re a beautiful green that I want to stare into all day. Then when our lips meet, and she blushes, I almost melt into the mattress. She has a habit of singing to herself. It can get obnoxious sometimes, but usually when she first starts, all I can do is watch with a smile. Her voice is light and sweet. When she turns around to see me and her cheeks go red, I can’t help from smiling wider. She laughs a lot. Like A LOT. She’s so giggly that I just want to grab her and swing her around. Often she’s on my lap on her phone and giggling to herself. I just have to hold her and enjoy everything that comes with her being on my lap; her scent, her warmth, and her giggly vibrations. She also likes to cuddle. She was hesitant at first and would only lay her head on my shoulder for seconds at a time. I wanted to capture her and make her cuddle for longer, but I had to wait until she was comfortable. The day she curled up on my lap, looking shy, I almost died from cuteness overload. The first time she allowed me to touch her, I was a bit surprised. She may look innocent and cute, but she still has that desire. Maybe more than I realized. But I didn’t mind at all. I was glad she let me explore her body. Her twitches and noises were so adorable, I couldn’t stop. And she liked my body a lot too. Although it can be hard to tell what she’s thinking sometimes, her smile and her joy is always present. She asked me to be honest if I ever had something on my mind and needed to ask her. Of course the only way to truly understand each other is to communicate. She must realize she’s unreadable at times because she specifically asked me to say whatever was on my mind. So I’ve tried to make a habit of it. Whenever I call her cute, adorable, beautiful, she doesn’t know how to react. I wonder if she doubts herself. I want to make her realize just how special she is. Because what I know deep in my heart is that My Girlfriend Is Adorable.