You have a way of captivating the room, and making everything in it come to a pause. The charge brought against you will be upheld, regardless of the fact there's really no probable cause. There's no point in denying it any longer, because everything about it is definitely true. The truth of the matter is...I got a crush on you.
An exchange of hellos have led to just as many "how are yous." Laughter is always shared by the soda machines when you tell me you need a drink, and ask me which one you should choose. Our days end at similar times, yet we go on about our separate ways. It's all good though, 'cause despite the absence, my thoughts of you remain completely unchanged.
It's not so much the outer you, even though you're fine as hell; it's the intangibles...your mind, speech, and mannerisms that went and captured my attention. It's the combination of all those variables that put my psyche into complete and total submission. I'm definitely feelin' ya lady, and that's said with absolutely no shame. You've given me incentive to step it up, even if all I have to go by right now is your first name..
1/15/09 @ 1:54 P.M.