Ha.

Sometimes, when people talk to me, I’m in a totally different place inside my head. Other times, when there’s an awkward moment of quietness, I’ll laugh abruptly. People look at me like I’m on the verge of insanity when I do.

But in shear silence of that one or two moments, you’ll happen to cross my mind and I’ll laugh at the severity of my attachment to you.

That’s how insane I am.

I'm pretty sure I think about you 85% of the time. I hope you don't mind.

It isn't like I could really help it, anyway. You're my happy pill.