Mentality.

Oh, this is my favorite dance, and you are my favorite partner.

We synchronize so flawlessly, and I often wonder how this will come to be. As I scan our schedule and calculate the minutes I will see you, you pull me laughing by the hand into another one of our priceless conversations. When your smile reaches your eyes, I just wish I could kiss you because that smile of yours is one of my favorite things.

I know I am selfish. I know I am all sorts of unkind and ungrateful and unworthy, but I promise, if you ever looked twice at me, I would try my best to make you happy.