Everything has changed

It’s 11:45 and I’m still thinking about you

I’m tired all the time, it’s because I’m nervous

Whenever I pause I slip into a never ending joy

And I shake it off, like a shock of a good kind

It makes me nervous

I walk circles around the mall

Pick up things I don’t need and put it back

I’m not really here am I?

Sometimes I see roses and I smile and then I try to repress it right away

I’m stressed and I try to go up to the pasta stand because everyone’s hungry and watching the food but I can’t eat.

I don’t know what to do with myself

I just want to know you better now