Stomach, I need to ask you something:
What the hell?!
I'm confused. I'm confused because whenever I get a message, and it's from him, you do this thing.
You do this thing, where you make this feeling where as soon as his name registers in my head, you kind of just sink and make this weird deep feeling, like you're dragging me down. Then you come back up and the feeling goes. It's annoying, so please stop. Just please stop sinking and making me feel all funny and odd - you do it in the most inconvenient times, like in the middle of class, in a test, when I'm talking to someone. You just kind of sink, in a weirdly good way. And Heart, you too - you stop beating for a split second, which is dangerous for my health. You sometimes beat faster, and sometimes you go along with Stomach, and do a sinking feeling.
So stop, because sooner or later you're gonna have to get used to the fact that I see his name every day and I'm in love with it and he gives me butterflies just thinking about him.
Stomach, you can have butterflies, that's fine. But stop sinking. It's annoying.
Thank you,
Me xx
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To No One In Particular
Non-FictionSomething to record my thoughts and feelings for whatever mood I'm in. They may be from personal experience and might just be a place for my imagination to explode.
