the butterfly feeling.
the jelly brain syndrome while trying to be professional.
the unexplainable smile when sitting in silence.
the need to make up situations in your head.
the room pacing. dancing.
the need to talk about him.
the near death experience on the arrival of a new message.
the ridiculous hours in the morning.
the abnormally loud singing of songs in public.
the outbursts of squeels.
the unnecessary re-reading of messages.
the copious amount of time spent each day, daydreaming. not complaining that you've wasted your time. because infact you haven't.
the love that's insane.
& the random blog that starts and ends with no particular point along with a deep apology for the poor people who are now minutes closer to their end having read this.
ahh the boy.