undoing damage

I had to use a thesaurus to find more ways to tell him how I feel.
You can only say "I adore you" so many times before it loses its meaning. So let's break out some new phrases.
I'm sweet on you.
I'm smitten.
I flip over you.
I rate you highly. I hold you dear. I delight in you. I cherish you. I savor you. I marvel at you.
treasure, relish, appreciate, admire, revere, prize, venerate
and on and on
and on.
This is free and smooth and beautiful. This is young. I feel myself holding back. That is good at the beginning but I hope these bonds loosen eventually.

I am looking for the perfect picture to describe the way his freckles lay on his chest. Like a large necklace, or a cowl draped over his shoulders. I've never seen anything like it. I want to stare at his torso and design jewelry based on it. I want to draw patterns that mimic the shape.
I know that in absence I build up things in my head. I don't want to think he is someone he isn't. But I also don't want to hold back on feeling happy just because I'm scared of future loss.
I am so sick of melancholy.
Let's get excited. Let's hold hands. Oh my god, he holds hands with me in public. I bet he'd even kiss me in front of people.
It's been over a year since I've had someone who would do those things.
I bet he'd even introduce me to his friends.