Robin,

I never thought you could be so open and honest about your feelings. I thought there was a wall there, stuck behind sarcasm.

Okay, I know that wasn't fair so I will try again.

Robin, I love you so much it hurts sometimes.

Two weeks was all it took for me to fall in love with you, as well.

I started to fall for you when I first met you in the forest and it took me less than a week after I jumped of the cliff to realize it.

I will tell you something else, Robin. After we met in the forest for the first time and I got back home. You will be surprised to hear or read in this case, that I was not angry or even slightly annoyed at you. In fact the only thing I could think about was how incredibly handsome you are, which made me annoyed at myself.

And after you locked me in the dungeon I thought you were arrogant. Continue reading, Robin, I know you are sorry for the dungeon but I was a prisoner for what 20 minutes and I apologize for kicking you and for thinking you were extremely arrogant. I again, although this time I tried harder not to, thought how handsome you were.

I saw a light in you, Robin, one that I am glad to be right about. You are not an arrogant so-and-so, as I once told Marmaduke, Digweed and Mrs Heliotrope. You are kind, funny, sweet and protective.

I like how you are always worried me when I get hurt even if it is just a small scratch.

I like how you put yourself between me and whatever is coming at the slightest hint of danger. Although, do you realize I can take care of myself I am not completely useless?

I like how you call me Princess.

I like the little battles we have when I steal your hat. You should see your face when I take it, Robin. It is so shocked no matter how many times I do it.

I like how proud you are when your show of your abilities in the forest.

I like the fire I see in your eyes when you witness some little injustice. Or the light I sometimes see when you are looking at me.

I like how I can read almost every look on your face.

I like how I can read your eyes. Robin, you are great at putting on a face so everyone else thinks you are fine. But to me, your eyes give you away.

I love your eyes.

What I am trying to say, Robin, is that I do not think there is anything about you I do not like. You may be a little arrogant at times, do not deny it, but I do not dislike that either, if anything I like that too.

All your goodness was hidden behind your name, when I first met you, but your name is not your identity.

But you, Robin, if it only took you two weeks to fall in love with me and you realised it as I jumped of the cliff you must of known me before I met you in the forest.

Do you have something to tell me, Robin?

Forever yours

Maria