if I wrote about you, I'll write about how obsessive you make me.
I'll write about how shy I feel when I stare at you for more than 7 seconds.
I'll write about the time you gave me a compliment and my cheeks turned red.

I'll write about how I felt when you said hi to me for the first time.
I'll write about the first time your hand brushed mine in the hallway.
I'll write about how your smile makes me smile.
I'll write about how your laughter brings joy to my heart.

I'll write about you more than I know I should.
I'll write about you incessantly with a raging hunger that can only go away when I look at you.
I'll write about how my soul awaits your exhale anytime you breathe.
I'll write on and on until my fingers cramp.
I'll write about you until it becomes as normal as breathing
until "Not writing " makes me anxious.