I am such a SUCKER.
I don't know how you do it. Maybe it's the big brown eyes, with those ridiculously deep stares that make me feel slightly violated... in a good way, of course. Or the fact that you always seem to appear out of nowhere, completely matching me nonetheless, and smiling that annoyingly smug smile that you always have. Or the way you seem to always say the right thing just when I've reached the edge of confusion... usually in the most argumentative, but extremely attractive way.
I don't know... but it weakens my resolve. And all I can do is sigh. I keep finding myself in the same, awkward position... never really moving away. But maybe this is where I belong. Because you turn me into a walking contradiction. Because you keep it exciting... no matter what I keep telling myself.
And the saga continues...