All really know is that you have exactly 42 freckles smattered across your cheeks. There is a scar above your left eyebrow from the time you fell off your bike when you were nine. You hate math, because you think there isn't a really solution to every problem. You like staying up late and reading books. It's easy to make you laugh and pretty hard to make you cry (I hate that I've managed to do that). You like storms, because the sound of the rain hitting your window makes you feel less alone. I know that I'm in love with you and these are the only things that I'm absolutely sure of.