Your face is only inches from mine.
I can see the line where the dark brown of your iris
Meets the deep abyss of black that is your pupil.
I can feel your soft breathe in my face.
Your perfect lips are moving,
Saying words that my mind cannot comprehend
Because your beauty is taking up all of its attention.

Suddenly we're both moving forward.
The suspense is killing me.
I can feel my heart in my throat,
The butterflies flutter rapidly.
.
.
.
I wake up in a cold start
Hugging air.
After all, I'm the only one head over heels.

I like to chew ice cubes.
My brother thinks it's because I'm an anemic.
Not really sure what that means.
But maybe I am sick.
Because the reason I like to chew ice cubes,
Is because it makes me feel numb again.

Ravenclaw:
The intelligent ones
For those who may be missing a few screws
Or are like no one else you have ever met

Hufflepuff:
The amicable ones
For those who aren't afraid to work hard
Or would give $100 to the homeless

Slytherin:
The cunning ones
For those who will do anything to achieve their goals
Or are willing to do anything to protect what is theirs

Gryffindor:
The brave ones
For those who will never give up
Or laugh in the face of terror

Where shall you go?

Whenever there's a damsel in distress,
Whenever there's a burning building,
Whenever there's something bad happening,
The hero comes and saves the day!
Whether they're a firefighter or just a good samaritan.
But what about the hero?
Who saves them?
Sometimes on the way to saving someone else,
We lose the fight against ourselves.

When you see them, you're heart will begin to pound harder and faster.
2. When you see them, you're hands will become sweaty and/or clammy.
3. With the bat of an eye or a suggestive word, you will blush...a lot.
4. You will put them above anyone or anything else. Even yourself.
5. You will not be able to resist the voice in your head telling you to pull your lips closer to theirs until they meet.
6. You will think that everything they do is either cute as **** or hot as hell.
7. With every contact of the skin, you will feel a spark that pulls you in further.
8. You will be able to lose yourself in any moment with them.
9. You won't be able to stop yourself from falling in love, deeper and deeper each day.
10. When they finally leave, your heart will feel as though it has been ripped out of your chest, thrown on the cold heart ground, stepped on, stabbed, shot, and burned to ashes until nothing can be risen from the ashes.

I am scared
But not of the monster under my bed.
But not of the undead.
But not of the demon in the hallway.
But not of the aliens in outer space doing the nae nae.
But not of the ghost in the boathouse.
But not of the bugs on my blouse.
But not of the scars on my wrists.
But not of the hurt that, in my heart, exists.
But not of the ability to get the flu.
But if how much I love you.

Everytime we touched,
I felt a spark.
Eventually it grew to a flame
That destroyed me slowly.