crazy stupid love

I talked to my friend today and he said "You sound happy," and I responded with, "I am happy." This threw me for a curveball because he could tell through the sound of my voice how happy I was, and honestly I haven't realized the difference yet. But, there is a big difference. I like someone and I just ( I mean like a week ago )started hanging out with this someone. The emotions, the happiness, the connection I have with this someone is freaking me out because it has been a week or so since we even started this something. When I am with him it is like everything falls into place, everything becomes effortless perfection because I never feel forced to produce some emotions that aren't there. I haven't felt this way about someone for a while, I'd say about 3 years. After my breakup with Nick I searched for something comparable, something that gave me the same feeling that he gave me. Looking back at my relationship with him, the only person I ever cared deeply for, I realized that what we had was magical but not exactly perfect (when I say perfect I mean the perfection of when everything fits together, not like a perfect relationship or anything completely unreal like that). Right now things seem perfect. Call it what you want: The honeymoon phase, infatuation, or young love. I am just so scared that this feeling is a sham, so much that I feel lost in my emotions. In the past I think I have suffocated in my emotions and taken the other person down with me because I couldn't sort out what I was feeling and what I tried to make myself feel. I am just riddled with fear because it feels so right and I want it to also be right (sometimes what feels right is wrong). What do I do? I don't want to blow up my own parade here! I like him. I want to know everything about him. I want him to know everything about me. I want to be around him as much as I can. I want to watch movies with him till dawn. I don't want any of it to stop. A WEEK! A FUCKING WEEK! I MUST BE CRAZY RIGHT? But then again I believe that Love is crazy. So here I am writing a blog about a crush...crazy. And as you can see from my track record...well...enough said.