But when you're already in front of me, I get tongue-tied, all the time, up until now. Whatever I have thought up for you to hear, I always never manage to get them out. It always came out wrong, or as some other topic, or I pretended to say it so very casually that you probably didn't understand how much it meant to me to say it.
And when you touch me, or however way we come in contact, no matter how small, I get that electrical shock running through me, and my heart skips a beat before beating faster than ever.
I love talking about you to my friends, repeating the silly jokes you ever told me. I will always feel so joyful and giddy inside when I do.
Whenever I spot you anywhere outside of my room, there always seem to be something caught in my throat. I suppose it was my heart, leaping out to get you. Not only that, a smile will also creep up to my lips when I see you.
I absolutely enjoy hearing you talk, and talk, and talk. I may act as if I'm annoyed by your endless babbling, but when you're not looking, I hid a small smile of sheer happiness.
I guess what I'm saying is... I keep, and never stopped, falling in love with you.
I only wonder if you know, since I never asked you. I'm too scared to hear your answer, to tell you the truth, but I really am curious.
Umm... never mind.
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