I don’t know the word for what you are. It’s greater than beautiful. It’s more like I’m drawn to you, I guess, like the moon is to the Earth is to the sun, like all the stars aligned and I’m hurtling towards you at a million miles a minute. There is a brightness all about you, an unnerving kindness, a gentleness, a lovingness emanating from every inch of your aura. It’s disarming in the best way. You’ve got this golden glow about you, this unfaltering confidence in who you are that makes everyone around you settle comfortably into who they are, too. I love that. I love that. I love you.