You reawakened something inside of me, something that has been dormant for years.
For the longest time, I sat in a dinner table full of the most beautiful food, and yet I did not have the appetite to taste a single bite. But then you came along.
You wooed me with your colorfol words, you filled my stomach with butterflies, you made me rethink who I wanted to be, you were the magnet to my metallic eyes. You suceeded, not immediately, but eventually.
The spur of the moment can be quite so strong, it made me write these words, despite not being sure how true they are. You held my hand and tickled my neck, I felt addicted to that feeling. When our foreheads touched by accident, I silently wished that it stays like this forever. When I laid eyes on you for the first time since we first talked, I felt an assortment of different emotions; I felt nervous, perhaps I was not the man you originally thought I was. I felt excited, you were just as beautiful as the words you spoke. I felt scared, that maybe you would end up like the rest and leave me castaway. I felt happy, that I finally got to lay eyes on you.
Perhaps for you it did not mean anything, but your every move made me spiral and unravel. Maybe it's a superpower that you have, or maybe everything is just a ploy. You got me acting crazy, to the point I am scared of myself. You gave me new found confidence. You gave me back the gut I had to express what I felt.
It was the best damn feeling I felt ever since that time. I felt like I've never been heartbroken, I felt like a first time lover who had nothing to lose, but that was simply not the case. I am a fragile machine, destined to repeat the same mistakes over and over. I pray to God that no matter how unlikely, you will be my success story.
