I have fallen madly in love with a boy who seems to love me very much as well.
Haha, I feel like I'm 13 again!
I love who I am when I'm with him. The person I am is the person I've always wanted to be. The world exists. The world is happy, yellow and green. Everytime I see him, I wanted to.. I don't know.. scream, shout, laugh my throat short. I want to explode into pure energy! Little lights burst whenever I see him or think of him.
Haha, I usually can't stop touching him. He smells so good. He smiles so nice. He has such an amazing personality.
Sigh, no words can compare to the love I feel for him. These words I've manhandled to the surface are words that do little to satisfy the love and admiration I feel to him. O dear heart, please, send me some connection to him. O, yet I feel ashamed. I see him nearly everyday, but every moment without him hurts. It pains me to not hear his voice, feel his touch, see his expressions and body language. I love his thoughts, his laughs, his statements. I love listening to him. I love simply.. being with him.
I'm not obsessed, I swear.