I don't even know how the crush started. Okay, I know exactly how it started. With him walking in the room while I was staring at the door. Then couldn't seem to take my eyes off him. I wonder if I'm being obvious. When he looks up, I look down. When he's talking to me (which has only happened like, once) I hide my inner excitement. By the way, my outside appearance could be compared to that of a zombie.
I'm an emotionless tired girl on the outside.
I'm a hyper active crazy girl on the inside.
Why am I so intimidated by him? Guys have always been dopey, and easy to deal with. I've never gotten so worked up over someone.
As cliche as this is, I'm in way over my head.
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