I’m not sure if I’m crazy or what, but you better believe that I can’t stop thinking about you. You make me smile, chat with myself, and have daily fantasies about you. One of the nicest things one can experience is seeing you. You drive me crazy. If only, you would acknowledge me at least once. I can’t help but want to be close to you, to be hugged and held tightly by you. If being insane is the only way I can be with you, then so be it. I might have gone insane just because of you. 

People often argue that a crush should remain a crush, but when it comes to you, I completely disagree. I adore the way you carry yourself, dress, smile, sing, and walk. You move as though you have nothing to fear. Dear Stranger, I hope you’ll recognise me someday.