i got bored..so i made this.

As I think of you; where you are, what you’re up to and how you’ve been I can’t help but get the good feelings I tell you about. Like the rain drops in the mornings on a tin roof top and the butterflies in my tummy..

I wake up knowing that I would want to see you and just in one second you manage to make my day a little bit brighter like a drop of sunshine in misty waters and as you ripple the silent surface of my contentment with your smile I can’t help but feel..indescribable. For some reason I can’t help myself from melting when you run across my mind..and as you leave footsteps in my memory I don’t ever want you to go..

On some level I can’t stand not telling you how I feel and I swear every feeling I have, every emotion I possess will burst inside and I realise that I’d regret not letting you know if I chose not to tell you..but the thing is that..I can’t. No matter how much I want you to know I just can’t and it tears me on the inside because I need you to know..I want you to know.

I fear of what you might say and I don’t want to end this high I’m on whenever I see you standing there as everyone becomes oblivious because you..yes you..stand out among all the rest. You, as of this moment, are the reason for my butterflies..

You have that power over me. The kind of spell that you can’t get rid of; and it feels like an avalanche of rainbows and perfect stars. You send me up towards the sky, showering me with your presence and I just go..fuck. Then when I come back down I realise that..

I cannot make you want me..as much as I want you..

Sigh. It’s just silly.