You...

I wish I could make a graphic novel and put all of my secret fantasies of us running away from it all in it. You've driven me to the fool I once was a few years ago - drooling over your every move by just being you. Whenever I compliment your eyes, I MEAN IT. And that innocent trip downtown New Years Eve? It meant the world to me. It's sad for me to think I over-think how catchy your name really is. Your first name's first letter matches your last name's first letter. That's what superheroes are notorious for!

If only you knew I made a song because I thought I got over you, but ended up falling in the damn hormonal conflict every other overdramatic teenager faces without a clue of how easy it is to control. See, that's the problem - there's no trap door. I can't back away. My body decided just the thought of you is a drug, and it's hooked.

Dammit all, YOUR EYES! They're like golden globes of green fields and sepia tone flashbacks of when my mind was in a better place.

...oh well. Probably gonna find a billion of you in college, but I'm confident you've earned a spot in my teenage heart forever.