How Are You

I think i was just rambling about a girl here

Sometimes at night I interrogate myself?
Like sure I think about you all the time,
I make playlists about you all the time,
I speak endlessly about you to anyone and everyone,
Hell, I think it's safe to say I'm bloody obsessed with you.
But then I start questioning myself...

"You have feelings for her?
Then what the hell do you know about her?"
Is what I ask myself, so I'm gonna jot it down,
God, I love her so much,
she makes me cover my face at the mere thought of her.

I know that her favorite color is orange,
She hates musicals, which is why I add songs from musicals to playlists about her
She loves to dance, I got to go to her dance class with her once
She loves sci-fi and says that she hates romance shows,
But whenever I bring up a romance show she loves it, that liar.
She likes pop music and R&B and anything upbeat really, it suits her
She doesn't like to read but she read the four books I showed her

I know that she's well-off but feels bad for spending money
And I know what she has for dinner every night because she tells me
I know that she always smells sweet and feels soft,
I know how to make her laugh and my goodness is it harmonic

She thinks it's funny when I play with her hands in math class
And when I cling to her arm in the hallway
She hates when I tickle her,
I think she's gotten un-ticklish since I've done it so often I the same spot
She likes to rest her head on my shoulder when we watch anything together,
And I love it, I cannot express how much I adore her touch

I like how she always begs me to join her during study hall
And how we always share headphones between the breaks,
I love how we would do anything but study during those times,
and how she'd let me lie down on her in chairs and in the hallways,
I loved when she'd adjust my mask so it would fit perfectly above my nose,
and I love her nagging I really do.

And I know that I love her,
I also know that she is a FUCKING HETEROSEXUAL.