Smitten

I am terrifyingly smitten with you
You make butterflies flutter around my stomach
And my cheeks grow pink
Sometimes I even think
You take the air out of my lungs

I want you to dance with me
At any hour of the day
I want you to brush a stray hair out of my face
And for you to whisper sweet nothings to make me feel better

You're my favorite notification
You light up my phone
And my day in return

You have me swooning 
For absolutely no reason
But I want to talk to you
And for our friends to giggle about how we act as parents

I like you so much I'm scared
I don't want to lose you
Or make you run away
Because I am disgustingly smitten
I like the butterflies
And our friends jokes
Because it means I have you