Liking

Liking someone feels strange. My mind decides at once whether I like you or not. It makes me happy to think of you. But it makes me lonely to think of you as well. From the time I open my eyes in the morning, I start missing you. What if you hate me someday? What if you vanish away from me someday? Then my mind find peace when you call me or text me. I want to see you. Don’t leave me waiting. I want to be a part of your life. I’m going blind by your sweetness.