It's that bad-boy image,
That makes me watch you
with interest.

It's that long- brown wavy hair,
That makes me smile
with peace.

It's those dark brown eyes,
That makes me lose my thoughts
with a feeling of calming loss.

It's that simple height,
That makes me look up
with the feeling of maturity.

It's all those things together,
That makes my breaths come harder-
my stomach pull back-
my mind go to mush
with the sense of,
Oh
My
Gosh.

And the worst part is-
no-matter who you are,
or what you do,
as long as you're close to my age..
I just can't ignore you.