It's...

            It's the way you sit there, looking a bit lost.  The way you smile at anyone.  When you talk your accent makes certain words sound different.  It's when your dressed out for a game, and you do a little dance when the music plays.  The smile on your face when I talked to you, because I had to repeat myself three times.  It's how I feel like my heart might beat out of my chest whenever I talk to you.  How when I say your name I can't help but have a big smile on my face.  When ever I see you I try my hardest not to trip or fall.  It's how I love to talk to you but I don't know what to say.  How I wish you were mine.  It's how I wish I could look up into your eyes, and be able to think, "he's mine."

It's the feeling inside that tells me don't get your hopes up.  It's knowing your not staying.  The fear of rejection scares the hell out of me.  I cant stop myself for dreaming.  I don't want you to go.  I'd go with you if I could.  I'd do anything for us to have a chance.  Just don't crush me, please.  It's how much I have learned because of you.  It's the fact that I'm scared I'll never feel like this for anyone but you. 

It's you... 

~GWN*