I Express Myself Through Writing

Her words, they steal my breath. When she's near I forget who I am or how to act. I'm simply smitten. Every time we meet it's like the first time, yet it feels like I've known this person forever. The way she walks is artistic, all those delicate motions feel like silk. Knowing, just knowing this creature, this force of nature exists restores my faith. That is, until I realize, I am me. Stuck in a league undefined left to pine after a unique purity. A wanting that could never be fulfilled, not in my wildest dreams. Unworthy wouldn't even describe the situation. I'm not a shy fellow, I'm not afraid, nor scared, to admit my emotions to anyone. However the very thought makes me choke, my words fail before ever reaching my tongue. It sends my heart racing, beating thumps ferociously into my chest. I can't breathe, I fail myself at every turn. Then, memories of her smile flood from memory accompanied by her sweet as sugar laugh. Then I hear her words, they steal my breath. When she's near I forget who I am or how to act. I'm simply smitten.