There is no denying my feelings for this girl. The things she says makes me smile like a complete fool. I often have to hide behind my hand in case me family sees my smile. They’ll ask why I’m smiling and I can’t tell them it’s nothing because she’s not ‘nothing’, she’s everything and more. She doesn’t text very quickly or very much, the he few things she says makes me giggle and the smile on my face won’t leave.
I can’t stop saying smile. It’s basically my new favorite word. Next to giggle.
Her smile is gorgeous. Absolutely, heart-wrenchingly beautiful. I melt, boil, sizzle, fry.
I’ll do anything to be the reason for her googolplex kilowatt smile.
The way she moves. It’s. Just. I can’t. Even.
I don’t even pay attention to her body, really. It’s her being. Her presence fills me with calm and crazy and awe and every positive feeling you can think of. But not sexual. Which I’m quite confused about, but quite content.
I’m her fool, she’s my smile.
Question is: would she ever feel the same?