I know that clouds mean rain.
I know that drugs mean a different state of mind.
I know that Autumn means change.
I know that books mean knowledge.
I know that distance means seperation.
I know that flowers mean happiness.
And I know that pencils and cameras mean creativity.

But there's one thing that I don't know;
this yearning for you,
this feeling of wanting to be with you every second of the day.
I don't know how to control it; is there a way to control it?
Is there a way to slow my heart's beating when you touch me,
or to cage those butterflies that seem as if they're going to fly out of my stomach and out of my body?
If there is a way to confine these feelings,
I don't want to know what it is.
Because I love the feeling of my heart pounding a hundred miles a minute and the shortness of breath I only get when I'm around you.
I never want this feeling to go away,
I want to stay in this bliss forever.