My thoughts

You

You are the boy that I like, the boy that I can't shut up about.
The boy whose message i'm waiting for, the reason why I cry when I haven't received a notification.
You are the boy I can't stop thinking about.
The boy who I think about when I hear a love song or see two people kissing on a movie.
You are the reason why i'm acting so dumb right now.
When I have to actually focus on something, I can't. Because you are on my mind.
All I can think about is being in your arms and feeling your lips on mine.
I hate the way you make me feel.
I hate the way you make me cry but I also hate the way you make me smile and laugh, because it feels like you are the only one who is able to do that.
I hate the pink tinted glasses you have made me wear, because when I have them on my eyes only look for you.
I hate the way you make the butterflies in my stomach fly and the way my heart flutters because I know I don't make you feel the same.
I hate the you. But I really really don't, I just hate myself and how easily I grow attached.