Confidential to the Butterflies in my Stomach

do ya think you can tone it down a bit? you're way fun and all, but you woke me up before my alarm this morning and you just made lunch a little difficult. despite the swagger you've put in my step today, we don't want to get ahead of ourselves, now do we?

sure, it's been a while since we've been excited about someone. he's a clear departure from the boring and predictable possibilities we usually encounter; i can see why you're excited. twice now our surroundings have melted away as we engaged in conversation, rapt words and locked gazes. and the casual brushes against his arm, his funny jokes, and the way he smelled as i leaned in to hear his whispers certainly heightened your tizzy.

but now we've got to get back to business. it's monday and all i've done all day is read and write and day dream. it's got to stop. well, maybe not totally stop. that'd take all the fun out of it. and i'm excited about just being excited again.