i am so, so incredibly infatuated with you. not in a creepy way, but i know it's more than "like".
i think about you constantly, and seeing or hearing your name gives me butterflies. even just facebook chatting with you about nothing at all makes my night perfect.
i want to go on and on, but there's no point. it will get more cheesy by the minute, and the fact that you might read this worries me a little.
i feel so cliche talking about this, since i rarely talk about guys i like with my friends, or just in general.
but i could go on, and on, and on until those memories in my head blur together. or until i've told the same story about eleven times.