What a horrible word to describe a lady.

It's crazy how red and hot my whole face gets. The nerves that cause the stuttering. Brain farts that before I know it hear myself saying the stories you should not repeat. It makes me feel like a little school girl crushing hard on the high school senior. Sometimes I wonder if the feelings are mutual. Probably not.

Wait... let's be positive and instead go with "maybe its mutual".

I'm not stressing it or over analyzing it. I just wished I didn't act like an idiot every time I was around you. Who wants to be thought of that stuttering fool?