havent-got-a-prayer:

-I get excited when I think about your face; the kind of excited that leaves me wishing I could indulge in you just a little deeper.

-I feel good inside whenever I get the slightest bit of attention from you.

-Whenever I hear people talk about how lovely you are I either want to point out how painfully obvious their statement was, or else I want to hit them in the face.

-I like the sound of your voice.  I find myself wanting to hear it in my spare time.

-I wonder what you think about me…a lot.

-You make it hard for me to speak my mind.  That kind of thing doesn’t usually happen much.  You twist my tongue up; and the odd part is that I like the way it feels.

-Sometimes I daydream about what it would feel like to know you—to really know you.

-The thought that you might end up with someone else makes me very, very sad.

The words I never managed to put into a string.