When I like someone, I fall to pieces. I can’t concentrate. I can’t sleep. I’m just so terrified of being rejected that I turn into a mess. My voice cracks, I can’t speak. I blush. I act too obvious. I lose myself. I act like an idiot for you. I do. All the time. And you just put up with me. You just smile at me anyway. And the more you smile, the more I fall apart.
