her.
the idea of one.
a special one.
an intriguing one.
my heart thuds in my chest a little harder.
is this really how i feel?
or is this some "phase" i'll look back and laugh at?

this must be real.
a heart flutter at her beauty.
a smile at her smile.
i can imagine her with me.

who is this "her"

is it just...
the idea of one?
a special one?
an intriguing one?