It's like this tense swirling wave behind your chest,and it makes my throat dry as cacti and the dellusions are just as wild! And then my mind begins to fancy ...... I think I'm in lust with someone....these feelings are so FORGEIGN to me , feeling passion towards a person is so different then obsessing over a guitar or a book or a special lady named mary jane. It's like way intense.... obviously the person does not know I'm alive. *shrugs* Imagination is such a tricky thing.
I think we've all been there... It only makes the lust stronger, it does. In your mind you plant the idea of the person being so perfect and it just grows from there and becomes something unrealistic. It's best to deal with it quickly, or else the disappointment can be too great But isn't the feeling totally groovy? Cactii and all.
