An Awkward Exchange

Hey.

So, um

Do you like chocolate chip cookies? Because I have some

In my backpack and I was going to eat them but I saved them for you...

and I wasn't going to eat them, so you know I was just wondering if you wanted some.

But now that we're on the subject, what are your thoughts about bees? I mean, haha not in general but do you think that they're important to our ecosystem because I sure do I mean they pollinate the flowers and that's what make our food grow so yeah just wondering...god I'm so awkward

So before you walk away I just um I just...

So what I'm trying to say is...

why can't I just say it?

What I wanted to talk to you about today was surprisingly not about bees but 

hm how to put this...

When I see you I feel like I'm going to throw up. Ew, what?

Oh but in a good way. You see...I'm messing this up...

When you smile it feels like a chorus of butterflies,

Fluttering their feather-wings, tickling me from the inside out. 

It feels like I'm a puppet:

My master tugs at the corners of my mouth, puts a twinkle in my eye,

Coaxes a sigh of longing.

It feels like I could live a thousand years

And never grow tired 

Of that boyish dimple you try so hard to hide

Of your deep laugh, when you hold nothing back

I wish you'd laugh more...

Anyways.

I thought you should know that, um, those were my thoughts so yeah

And also I was wondering if maybe perhaps you feel the same way?