We barely talk.
We barely see each other.
But every time I see you,
I get this feeling inside.
And it feels good. It makes me feel happy.
Your smile is probably the best thing I've ever seen.
Your smile is contagious.
How can one person, who I barely know, make me feel this way?
I've never felt this way about anyone or anything before.
But you'll never know that.
Because you'll never feel the same.
And that's okay.