This morning

Well, what can I say...battle ship sunk? game over? Game over.....Thats what my heart keeps screaming out. Its over Steven! Its over!!! She's stolen me! This is what my heart says while my stomach is over run by butterflies when she looks at me. What do I do? What do I say? How do I act? My emotions flutter and my mind races at 200 miles a hour. What makes me feel this way? Is it her eyes? Is it her voice? Nay, its neither its her heart. When I am near her heart I feel warmth and comfort. Sometimes I must admit I have fantasies of grabing her hand and not letting go. I know its silly to come from me, a guy, but I do believe she knows how to play my heart strings. There is something about me, a peice of me, that just yurns to hold her. What shall I do if she winks at me!? How could I possibly react different then faint? Her in my life is like a candle in a dark place. She makes me laugh. She makes me feel alive. How, how does she accomplish so much by doing so little? Although she is such an angel; I find more and more as I get to know her better she has a devil inside of her. Not in a bad way, but the way that makes her enjoy mischevious actions. I find this....totally and purely, darling and adorable. When shall I see her next? I am counting the hours. Nay, the seconds till I can be with her.