I used to wish for things I didn't have. But then I realized none of it mattered. So I started wishing I could be happy. Only this time I think someone was paying attention...
Because then I met you.
You take away the pain, you make me happy. I mean, for god's sake I smile every single freaking time you text me. I don't do that to anyone else.
And sometimes I wonder if it could be you... But then I realize my whole past has been based on lies and broken hearts. But for some reason I trust you. You seem different. I know I say that about every guy I've dated but it's true. You're way different. You don't like me for my looks. Yeah, I've been called pretty. But you see my personality you fool. You don't give me butterflies like every other guy. You make me go insane instead. You make me jittery, excited, ecstatic even. Like a huge adrenaline rush, piping hot, flying through my veins. I can't be sure if it's just you or if I just haven't felt happy in so long.
I just know. I know something is different this time.
Something new.
Something strange
Fool.
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