Another Day of Joy.

I love love.

Don't you?

Feeling giddy and appreciated?

Swooned and special?

Ya.

It's the best.

Especially when communication is present.

It's neat.

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!"

Long story.

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.

Mothers.

Think they know everything. 

Probably because they do.

I can feel myself falling.

I'm terrified,

but at the same time,

I could not be more excited.

Another Disney scene.

Aladin and Jasmine.

Classic.

Enjoy.