Dear Kevin,

You're the drops of rain on a humid June day. So unexpectedly you came. Gave me no time to prepare yet after I got my umbrella out, you disappeared. Your sweet words send a rush through my veins just like when the cold drops graze my cheek. Appearing and disappearing my feelings stored for you mimics the rain too. Appearing when I see your face. The pleasing face sends signals to my brain that wires down to my heart yet somethng there cancels out the signals, leaving me dumbfounded. Disappearing when talks of you moving get picked up by my ear. Potinetial-person-that-I-might-maybe-have-feelings-for, wasn't lyin' when I said this was unpredicatable. These premature feelings are blooming to something larger but allowing them to grow past the lust phase? Impossible. Damn, you becoming noticed was so unexpected. People talk and say they'd never expect me to be interested in someone like you and they're right. Guess you're not really my type but there's something about you. Something so unexplainable that's got me going crazy, in a good way.