I can't get you out of my head no matter how hard I try. You're stuck in the back of my mind like gum on a desk, gross, but a good analogy. Gum under desks stick around for a really, really long time. And unless someone puts a lot of time and effort into scraping it off, the gum will remain.
I'm not quite sure how to act, to think, to breathe, when I'm around you. I can't keep my head, I'm losing my cool, just the sight of you makes my stomach feel fluttery and weird. I never understood that until I met you.
I never understood a lot of things before you.
YOU ARE READING
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