The most random shit catches me off guard

And BAM there you are, standing there, wrapping your arms around me, intertwining your fingers with mine.

I start to sweat, my heart skips a beat, butterflies in my stomach and I hold my breath.

There you are, in my mind. Standing there.

Even in my dreams, as I make you a stupid steak and sandwich, I feel anxious and nervous and filled with love and uncertainty.

That memory of you will always remind me of the feelings I have. Those butterflies, they haven't gone away, and I don't think they ever will.

I don't think I can ever stop loving you...

You're that person. My someone. My one.