This can't be healthy

I honestly think I like you more than I've ever actually liked anyone, before. You don't even see what you do; my heart in my stomach and my stomach in knots. I can't even get to you the way they do. What do I have to do to get inside of you? I'll do anything..be anything, to be yours.

Who am I kidding, I already am yours..you've got me, undeniably.

It's been months of calling you amazing, from afar..and, somehow, the months don't matter half as much as one smile. Everytime.