I know I’m f****** crazy. I know this is insane but it’s irrepressible. His mind is so beautiful and speaks to my soul so much I don’t have any control over how I feel. I want him to see me. I want him to know me. I want to be friends, but is that really honest? I want him to love me. Wtf? I’m not this crazy most of the time. This has rarely if ever happened this way. Once? There’s something about him. He understands this secret thing inside of me. At least I feel like he does. Something there is the same. More the same than I’ve found in anyone else. But that’s probably an illusion. I’m possessed by something. It has nothing to do with how he looks or what he does. It’s something deeper than I can express.