I don't mean to run,
But every time you come around,
I feel more alive than ever.
People always talk about how they're in love with someone because "They make me feel special." Well I'm here to put that to rest.
I know I'm "special". I know I'm weird. I know I'm awkward. I know I'm different. People tell me that all the time. It's nothing new. I realized I don't need someone to make me feel special when I'm with them.
When I'm around him, I feel normal. He treats me like an actual person, not some weird, depressed freak show. I'm sick of feeling special, and he makes me feel normal.
I can honestly say I don't care if we never get together. I don't care. As long as we can be the best of friends, that's enough to keep me hanging on until I get out of this God-forsaken place. It's nice to have someone who actually listens and offers his opinion. It's nice to have someone to listen to and not feel like I have to pretend to be interested. I am interested. I'm interested in what it's like to be normal.
So next time you ask me a reason why I like him, I'll say, "He makes me feel normal."
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