I love love.
Feeling giddy and appreciated?
Swooned and special?
It's the best.
Especially when communication is present.
I don't know why he still makes me nervous.
I see him,
and my mind fumbles,
my tummy fills with fluttering creatures,
and my feet carry me in the opposite direction.
It's not okay.
I spent the whole day banging my head into the desk
thinking of how pathetic I act when I see him down the hall,
and I sprint away.
I get so scared.
Then I hear my name down the hall.
"Puffs! Hey Puffs!"
I began to wonder why I was so nervous in the first place.
When we talk, we just click.
He makes me so happy and giggly.
I came home and my mom asked me why I was so smiley.
She looked at me curiously then said
Never mind, I know why.
And chuckled to herself as she walked away.
Think they know everything.
Probably because they do.
I can feel myself falling.
but at the same time,
I could not be more excited.
Another Disney scene.
Aladin and Jasmine.