The Ripped Soul

24187.) You're everything to me. All I ever think about. Your cute smile, your slightly wonky nose, your perfect hazel eyes, your brown hair, the sporty clothes you always wear, your adorable dimples when you smile. I actually have no idea how my heart can beat so fast and hard against my ribs without it coming out and happy slapping you in the face. Every time you speak I swear I melt. And when you speak to me - bloody hell - it's like the world has come to a standstill. I think I love you. Really, I do. But you'll never be mine. So I'll just have to make do with my fantasies forever. And that really hurts.