I like to think about you.

Is it healthy to be absolutely obsessed with you?
If I actually knew your real self then I could almost definitely call this dreadful feeling love.

Funny that. I don't even know you. I've just concocted some fanciful notion about you being an almost-perfect-with-adorable-little-flaws type of guy that I see constantly.

I know you're perfect on the outside. Geez, everyone knows it, it's so bloody blatant. Is it so typically teenage of me to be this infatuated with you?

Yes, of course it is.

On one hand, I really desperately want you, and on the other, you're just some gorgeous stranger whom I catch staring at me a lot (or is that just my wishful thinking again?).

I'm confused. For the first time I actually feel like a giddy, sick-in-the-stomach, annoyingly cliche teenager.

Fuck me.

(And, yes, I do mean that literally.)