Butteflies.

Not the nervous kind.

Not the sick kind.

Not the scared kind.

The excited, in love kind.

The kind you get when you see, hear or think about HIM.

Him.

You know, him.

You see him everyday. You wish he would say ‘hey’ or smile, but he doesn’t. You watch him pass in the hall. You focus on his light eyes, his flawless face, but you remind yourself that it is nearly impossible to ever come close to calling those perfections “yours”. And you know you watch him when he’s laughing with his friends. You can’t help but eavesdrop, listening to his corny jokes which are only funny because they’re so dumb, and you focus on his cute little laugh after each remark which happens to be contagious in the cutest way. Everything else is drowned out by his faultless perfections. Everything around you doesn’t even matter. He barely recognizes how much you wish that one day you could be the reason for that adorable laughter. You notice every little detail about him, like his flawless face and his perfect smile. You listen to him in class, not even paying attention to what he’s saying but just listening to the sweet words emit from his soft lips. You hope that one day you’ll have enough in common with him to have a full on conversation. You imagine what it would be like just to hug him, his strong arms wrapped around you tightly. You wonder what it would be like just to be “his” even if it was for one day.

You don’t have to say it out loud.

You don’t have to explain to everyone why.

But you thought of that special guy, didn’t you?