Dont worry, I don't worry about you either, that would be weird since I barely know you.

I watch you work, your every moment so captivating and lovely.
Looking at you is my natural habitat, looking anywhere else feels like hell's rising around my ears and neck.
I feel so timid, I've never let myself feel weak around anyone.
I love your face.
Please love mine, and worry about me.
You're so hard to read, I feel like you hate me...