I've been thinking. In fact I can't get him out of my head. He's all I think about...I don't know what to do. I like thinking about him...that makes me happy. I just wish that I knew if he thinks about me as much. I told him how I felt about him, and found out how he feels about me. I know now but I am scared. It's strange to feel this way. But I like it. I like how he makes me feel. There are butterflies inside me and I am so happy. I haven't felt like this for a long time. It's like being on a sugar high that last all day!
Am I crazy? This is so strange. Where is this going? Where is he taking me? I don't know. I want to sit back and enjoy the ride....tell me, is that a good idea?
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