Ordinary? No.

Me and you.

I can't believe it's two weeks in and I'm biting my lips to hold back strong words. Everything you do leaves me amazed; everything you say makes the color in my checks rise. A gentleman, an unselfish lover, a leader. Who would've guessed from a glance across the room? Your force is magnetic and I need you more than I'm willing to admit.

I think back to the days I was scared to near your table, scared to offer you something to drink. I had to look my best, though I was sure I'd never get close to you. I had a chance, and I ran like a scared little kid. It took a literal pull to get me face to face with you, and I was certain I forgot how to breathe. I couldn't get more than 5 words out before I had to run, scared again, hitting myself internally. I lost my chance! But I came home to a message, and this message turned to a stream, and soon enough, I wasn't afraid to look into your eyes. It started with a marathon day stretched into my reality. Now, you are my favorite pillow.

I'm dying to unfold what I'm revealing. My lungs are sure to burst if I don't sing it soon. I'm so scared of what you do to me, but I've never loved anything more.

Already, I've never loved anyone more.