Maybe you don't see the way my eyes waver when you dance, following your heart up and down across the floor and wishing that I could join in. You don't realize that I hang on to your words, every single one. My laugh escapes at the jokes I know aren't funny, my beaming heart spilling over into these little fits of joy. I fall so easily into your promises, even though everyone knows you're a liar. I guess I forget that somewhere in between.

I try and read between the lines of your words, you talk like it's going out of style. Everything you say looks paper thin – you hate a show, after all – but what they don't see is that smeared everywhere in between it is you. I can't get enough of it, I drink in your words like I'm dying of thirst.

Because somehow you're perfect and you don't know it. You're got a spirit so refreshing, so irreplaceable. And somehow when you look at me, you see me. The girl reflected in your eyes is worth something, and I can't even begin to understand why, because when you're around my heart flies up my throat, pushing out awkward words between nervous glances.

Because when you look at me I can't breathe. You see me. Tell me, can you read my mind? How can you look at me like that and not know? All my thoughts flash across your eyes in a split-second, blink and I'm gone. You turn your head and I fall limp, my worth fading with the passing seconds.

But somehow my heart's still soaring, maybe your glance has cut off the oxygen to my brain. Your presence is like my drug, I take it in each morning and crave it once you go. But I must be overdosing by now, because I know the supply is running low. The countdown's ticking in my brain, how can I survive without my fix?

And even through the joy, my chest tightens because I can feel the downward spiral I've been down so many times. I can feel that there's only two ways this could end, and I know that both end without you. And I can tell that I'll be broken. But then again - you see me. And that's all I've ever wanted.