“ When I see you, I hold my breath. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I need to breathe. When I see you, I can’t stop staring. Sometimes it’s so hard to pull away, and if I were to keep staring, my eyes would be stuck that way. When you’re next to me, it’s so hard to concentrate.
Sometimes I gotta tell myself that you’re just a guy, no one special. Well, that’s what I keep telling myself, but my heart seems to disagree.
Sometimes I gotta tell myself that you’re just a guy, no one special. Well, that’s what I keep telling myself, but my heart seems to disagree.
— (via idareyoutoclickthis)
