Why is it...

What happens if you are the first person I think about when I wake up and the last person on my mind before I go to bed? Why is it that when my phone vibrates and makes that funny chirp I can’t help but smile and maybe even giggle a little because I know it’s you? Why is it that I hate to be touched with a deep fiery passion but the first thing I do when we’re walking side by side is reach for your hand? Why is it that when you touch me, I get goose bumps and all sorts of tinglies? (Yes, I did just say tinglies). Why is it I go out of my way to find reasons to hug you? ME!?! Hugging others. Preposterous. Why is it that when I rest my head on your shoulder it fits perfectly between your neck and chest--like it's meant to be there? Why is it that when I spend time with you the closest people in my life can tell just by the silly smirk on my face and demand to know where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing? Is it really that obvious that you make me that happy? How utterly disgusting. Why is it that when anyone mentions your name whether it’s in reference to you or not me eyes light up, I smile and go, “Awww…?” How is it that I could be having the worse day in all of America-- seriously on the verge of killing someone, and yet the moment I see you all those feelings leave me and I’m suddenly a calm happy camper? WHY must I be so damned happy?!? How can just one person have such an affect on another? How can just one person change the way I look at and feel towards certain things? How come I can go my whole life HATING hugs, doing all I can to avoid them and yet, the moment I see you I HAVE to wrap my arms around you? And if I don't? My day just sucks.

I don't know why this happens and I'm still not sure if I like what is happening, but if this is the cost of being with you I will do it--and most likely with a smile on my face.

Kimmy so help me god if you make fun of this I will beat you silly and kick you off my blog! Oh, and never ever ever speak to you again!