If I told you every time I thought about you would you think I was weird? Would you think it was strange?
I don't know what it is about you that makes me go insane but I think about you constantly spinning me around smiling gazing all while the rest of the world isn't invited into our secret conversations.
I could Love you. I could get used to this but you are a fleeing moment that will soon be a memory.
Sometimes you just have to let your mind go there without letting your body. This was one of those times.