I Miss My Crush

I miss analyzing
That was fun
It was, you'd never believe it
But it really was

Hearing a sentence
And trying to look at it
Until you found a way
To make it drip with love

'Nice running into you'

'Nice' became a choice
A choice to be kind
To be kind means to like
To like can be to love

'Running into you'
Filled with destiny
We're meant to 'run into each other'
Not collide, not crash
Not pass in the night
But 'run into'

'You'
Me
The boy you love

God, I miss my crush

I miss getting shaken up
By the sight of you
Close enough to me
To touch, to make eye contact with
To take in without shame

I miss getting giddy
I don't get giddy anymore
Giddiness was fun
I remember liking it
Even though it meant
I hadn't hit my goal yet

I miss so little
Making me feel so much

I miss bursting into song
In my car
Because every ridiculous pop song
Reminds me of you

I miss hugging you
And trying to make it last
Trying to stretch it out
Until you were five minutes gone
And I could still smell your cologne

I miss not knowing anything
And thinking I understood you
That I knew you so well

I miss being that confidence
In my own emotions

I miss my crush
I miss feeling you descend on my life
Suspending everything in sight
Then flattening it
Underneath you

I miss the world being you
Being close, being so close
And yet needing to go after it
Always needing to go
Just a little bit closer