teeny tiny thoughts

then the storm began

anxious grins, shaky eyes,
thoughts all over the place.
short words, mixed-up feelings,
I overthink every move I make, every word I
     end up uttering.

'cause there are numerous boxes I ticked
     with x'es,
but you keep popping in my line of sight
     like you perfected my assessments.
you are a ripple to my calm
     seas—approaching the shoreline slowly;
a dangerous wave I must avoid or I'll drown
     helplessly.