You're the reason that I am in no rush to get to wherever I need to be going; trying to find you in the crowd and when we do make eye contact a smile forms on my face.
You're the reason that I linger when everyone else is in a rush to get out; our short conversations are what I look forward too, every single day.
You're the reasons my heart won't stop beating out of my chest, my cheeks won't stop turning red, and the butterflies that won't leave my stomach.
You're the reason and you don't know it.
A little oblivious is what you are, no, more like a lot, but that's okay. Because oddly enough, when we have those moments, I hope I'm the reason you're feeling the exact same way too, and think I don't know it.
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