Under My Skin

It’s crazy how he gets under my skin; yet, I don’t mind.

I mean he makes smile, laugh and even blush at times. He doesn’t consume my mind but he’s always on it. Hence the reason I smile just because. He gives me great conversation with a side of banter.

He’s gotten under my skin so much that he has become a part of my day. He’s one of the first people I text good morning to, see how his day is going. He gets the I can’t stand you and you’re an asshole text quite often but it’s ok because it’s a part of our back and forth banter.

It’s crazy how he’s gotten under my skin but you know what? It’s all good because I don’t mind.

As he reads this I know he’s laughing because he knows this is about him.πŸ˜œπŸ˜‚

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