Dear YOU,

I have always prided myself of my ability to be practical. I am logical and I always have an answer to everything. I am sure and I think outside the box. I am careful to never jump to conclusions lest I find myself jumping into the wrong one, especially when it involves my feelings. 

But YOU! You have thrown me off-balance. I have become an emotional mess. I am starting to realize the depth to which you affect me and that scares me so. 

You invade my thoughts, you invade my waking moment. 

I see you even when I close my eyes. 

I panic at the though of actually meeting up with you. 

All my crazy, spontaneous comebacks and retorts pop like bubbles when you speak with such sincerity. 

You don't just see, you look into my soul. 

You don't just hear, you listen to my heart.

You don't just talk, you speak with honesty, without pretense, without judgement. 

You don't know just how much my heart beats when you do that. Your smile is imprinted on my brain. My knees turn to jelly. The butterflies in my tummy get all stirred up. You reduce me into nothing more but a school girl with a big crush. 

That is how you affect me. And I can only hope that I make you feel the littlest bit like that. 

Your emotional wreck,

Queen