You are reason of the adrenaline running through my veins. You're also probably the reason for the butterflies in my stomach. You're the reason I'm quiet. You have a story, just like every single person on this Earth. You make me feel nervous. It's you.. You're the one I want. I want to be the one to send adrenaline running through your veins. I want to be the reason for your butterflies. I want to be quiet with you. I want to be part of your story. I want to be the one who makes you nervous. It's me.. I want you to want me, like I want you. Us.. You Me s t r a n g e r s











