The stirrings in the pit of my stomach
That warm feeling I get when I hear you laugh
You know that laugh you do when I say something that makes your heart sing?
This feeling I get like I want to coat you, smear you all over me.
Like I want to roll myself into you like egg in egg roll.
The way your voice lowers a little when I call you “baby”.
The way my heart feels when I hear you say “I miss you” . Like its being pulled out of it’s cavity.
The way I blush and smile when I know someone at your end is listening to us say sweet nothings.
All those things, coupled with the way I hold my pillow tight when I talk to you makes me say to myself
Foolish girl! You are in love!
It’s a good feeling and I like it