You do this thing
Where you look at the side of my face
Or some other random part of my flesh
When I am speaking

I know you are listening
And if I catch you
You look away sheepishly

At first
I thought you to be socially awkward
But then I became extremely self conscious
"Do I have a blemish?"

Then it occurred to me
That you were doing the same thing I always do
Taking a person in

You were memorizing every part of me
And branding it into your mind

And in this moment
You transformed in front of my eyes
And your insides seemed to spill out in front of me

I understood you
and accepted you
and you were beautifully ignorant
To all of this occurring right before you

And that made the realization all the more enchanting

used to sleep easily
without thinking of you
used to go on social networks easily
without thinking of you
used to talk to you
to joke with you
to kid with you
easily, without any doubt
used to do my daily routines like normal
without thinking of you
but now
everytime i wanna sleep
you'll fill my imaginations
and when i wake up
i still have you in my mind
when i go on social networks
i'm hoping you to be online
when i talk to you
i'll stagger a little
when you make jokes with me
it's becoming more awkward each day
it's like i'm hiding my true-self behind the curtains
when i'm doing my daily routines
it's like i'm not doing one
because i always think of you

everything used to be okay