When I see you my world lights up like the skies on July 4th.
My heart pounds like two fifteens in the trunk.
I began to feel nervous, perhaps shy like I've never met him before.
Something takes over me that I can't explain, something I can't explain I can't control or stop. I become weak, my breathe  becomes rapid. I try to hide it, but I'm sure he notices. He says nothing, just smiles like he thinks its cute. I can't stop looking and smiling at him. Silently thinking he is so **** and I smile more.
He asks what?
I say, its just good to see you, that's all.
One day I will have the courage to tell him the truth, I just know it...