well I don't hardly know her

And so I'm not going to say much yet. And I know I always want too much too soon and I need to learn to be happy along the journey instead of falling on my face trying to run towards the destination. So it's okay. I just want to record this moment of rained on happiness, of indian food and tea with cream, of talking and talking and talking, of her casual touches and her perfect smile and how she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and if this is all there is, I'm not sorry, I can't be sorry because the towel is still rain damp and when I press it to my face I can still smell her smell and hear her laugh and this day will be beautiful in my memory forever and ever, just like it is.