It feels like I’m back in 6th grade. Your hand brushes against mine and it gives me butterflies. You look at me from a across a room and I blush.
Your presence makes me smile. You make me happy without doing anything at all. You make me smile like an idiot. You make me want to be next to you all the time.
You’ve got me craving for something more. Something real.
Is it infatuation? Is it a crush? Is it love? Who knows?