Almost every morning for about two weeks it seems I have had butterflies in my stomach. Butterflies that have only been relieved by one person. Who have I become?
I haven't been this worried about someone liking me since middle school. I had developed a "who cares" attitude for so long. I forgot what it was like to CARE! Now, I constantly hope this good feeling he gives me never goes away. I feel stupid for it because he's so far away.
I hadn't seen him in years, but when I did... I was drawn to him and since that day, I have had butterflies. Anxiety, worry, regret, tension, excitement... what is it? I don't know what to say or do about it.
I hope relief comes soon... I hope this weekend... I hope.