Every time you talk to me, my head starts throbbing- in a good way though.
Every time you casually touch me, I become flustered, and my head starts throbbing- in a good way though.
Every time you kiss my cheek, lightheadedness overpowers me, I become flustered, and my head starts throbbing- in a good way though.
From the day I met you, I knew it was different, I knew you were too. You weren't just someone who talked to me to try to ease the awkwardness- you would really talk to me, actually converse. And soon we became friends-best friends even. But it was sad. We were… Star crossed buddies? Was that right? No, it couldn't be… Everyone thought it was strange we could be so different yet still completely understand each other. And I did agree. Though I didn't know why.
Every once in a while, a song would come on the radio, and I would think of you- it was abnormal, no? Of course it was! But that doesn't change the fact that I did. And it seemed each passing year, it got worse. And I was sure it did… Because eventually, it elevated to daydreaming about you, just being with you- alone. Was it because I was afraid? Yes, that had to be it. Afraid that one day I might be alone. And that worried me more than anything else, it truly did.
And one day, I told you… How I felt, and you said it was the same for you. I was ecstatic- no one had ever even shown remote interest in me before. And then you go and say, "I love you." Did you know how much it hurt when you left? No, I thought not…
But then you tell me you feel stupid, and want me back. I was supposed to be depressed, right? I should hate you right now, right? But instantly I said yes, not even once thinking back on it. And for now…. I'm content.