I was writing about a certain excitement trying to explain it on letting the feeling flow to transmit the meaning. But what made me talk about the subject at first, was that enthusiasm of that heart of mine.
Commotion, passion, yes... that excitement, appearing in every time my eyes are able to see you. And there's something worse in this situation, it is not only when you are physically next to me but even when I'm thinking about you, when remembering sweet moments, when remembering that my heart loves you and my feelings are concentrating only in you. And complaints department's doors are open to demand to myself: "what's wrong with you?, how couldn't you avoid this?" haha, silly questions. As I've already said before, Love is not fair, Love does not warn you, Love is a sweet cheater... makes me sigh.
Unique person, able to calm down my restless feeling, the only one capable to make me feel really better when those no-good-moments are present, the only rival of my first love... Divided heart of mine sharing this enormous excitement that only you two are able to awake within me, letting myself weak with no option but to desist.
Your name sounds and my heart jumps, your mouth smile and my feelings are lively, you say you love me and my world collapse in an excitement of emotions disarming that poor being of mine.
It is not broken, it's just divided... supposed to be mine, but it's their heart.
