I cannot think of anything to describe you & yet each day and every night my mind occupies you I don't know if this is my whole imagination or it's just my heart that skips a beat when every time I see you. This whole track of reproducing my insanity feeling, why oh why must it be you?
Is this normal? Is this a human fate? or is it just me who always* thinkΒ Β of you, when you're not? Why oh why? This is so crazyyy! or is this too much for me? Is this what they called "like"? or perhaps more than that; love?