Nervous

You make me cautious. You make my heart jump. You make me rethink my words before I say them. You make me more mature. You look at me in a way i've never seen before. When i'm around you I shiver. When i'm around you I lose control. When i'm around you I get angry at myself for feeling this way. When i'm around you I can't stop smiling. You make me happy. You make me satisfied and than left wanting. You make me feel beautiful with one touch. One comment. Your words fill me when i'm empty. You make me like exsisting. I don't want to let you in. Maybe I do. You have me contridicting myself constantly. Yet I want more. One thing I don't like feeling that you make me is Nervous. Nervous about what this could be. Nervous about what the future will bring. Nervous.