Options

There are so many options.
I don't want to sound cocky, but I'm used to getting compliments.
I'm so at ease and I love meeting new people.
But guys? They see me as intelligent/not psycho and that I have a cute face, so they automatically put me in the bone zone. Great.
I love guy friends; they're so great to have around- unless they secretly have a crush on you and they hide it really really REALLY well. Cause then, one day, everything explodes.

Back to what I was saying. Options.
Sweet guys, nerdy guys, athletic guys... Usually I'd be "intrigued" at the very least. But now? Now I don't care.
I'm not saying this to brag, I'm saying this as a realization.
I don't care.
I don't see them how they see me; all I see is you.
Not that we're together or anything, just that I know they'll never measure up to you and how I act around you and how you make me feel.

How do you make me feel?
I keep trying to figure that out and it always just barely slips away from me.
Comfortable. That's a good way to describe it.
But also challenging. You don't let me get away with anything but you never are too harsh.
It's a perfect combination of wit, sarcasm, and genuine caring thoughts.
Which is exactly how I talk to people I really like.

There are so many options.
I could stay here. You could come here. I could go there.
We could meet in the middle.
I want to make it work. I feel like it can; almost like I know it will?
Maybe if we're drawn towards each other strongly enough, nothing will be able to get in our way.
I'm not sure what is going to happen at ALL, which is kind of terrifying.
At the same time, it doesn't really phase me. I get to talk to you all the time, which makes me really happy. If I could be with you, it'd be even better.
Still, we're awfully young- I'm awfully young- to be thinking about these kinds of things so soon.

There are so many options.
Yet the choice is so simple-
I want you.