Why do you do this to me? Is it because I’m just crazy? Is it because I’m just not ready for you? This feeling just is so different, but yet so addicting? Why must you do this to me? Why do you make these “butterflies enter my stomach” as if my belly was full of nectar? Why can’t you just make me feel normal again, as if I were the kid I once was in kindergarten? Why can’t you just stop! I don’t understand you, that’s why I am so “addicted” to you. “Right?” I just don’t know about you love. Maybe I’m just being stupid. Maybe I should give love a chance, maybe love is a good thing, maybe I should love, love. But why can’t I just stay a kid and enjoy the “puppy love”, the pre-stage of love? I’m not a genius, but I do know that “if you love something let it free and it free it’ll come back to you” is not true. If you love something you need to hold it close to you’re heart forever, and make sure you take care of it.