Everywhere I look, all I see is him.
Things like that would probably be the cheesiest among those who have not experience it. This crazy little thing called love.
Ugh, it gives me the worst kind of tingles even as I write. Yet I always find myself swimming in thoughts full of him, seeing his face in all the things I lay my eyes on.
Does he even think of me still? *bangs her head in the keyboard*