Maybe I'm crazy, but I think my love life is almost perfect. I have my recently single, no strings attached fuck buddy who keeps me smiling with his lude texts. I also have the cute arm candy to tell me I'm gorgous and drunkenly make out with at the bar. And to top it of I'm stuck in my favorite part of a relationship with my perfect guy. 
The stage of a relationship when I get butterflies everytime he walks into a room, and my heart starts beating faster when I hear his ring tone on my phone. The stage where there's obvious feelings on both side but I can't talk about it without blushing. I'm not looking to be anyone's girlfriend and my perfect guy is way too busy to have a girlfriend so I'm stuck in a wonderful limbo.
The stage of a relationship when I get butterflies everytime he walks into a room, and my heart starts beating faster when I hear his ring tone on my phone. The stage where there's obvious feelings on both side but I can't talk about it without blushing. I'm not looking to be anyone's girlfriend and my perfect guy is way too busy to have a girlfriend so I'm stuck in a wonderful limbo.