((Disclaimer: so someone else owns it... wait no, I changed my mind. I'm the Matt or Trey or whatever and instead of writing new episodes I've decided to write slash fanfiction.
...no, not really.))
I Feel Like A Dork
I'm really scared to look at you. Just glimpsing at you affects me so much.
First of all, when I see you, my heart throbs. It hammers against my chest and it makes it hard to breath. It's painful, physically painful.
Second, I feel guilty. I feel like I'm looking at you in an insulting way, I feel gross, I feel like a jerk, and I feel like a dirty-minded pervert. It makes me want to cry, I feel like a horrible person. It hurts me to look at you.
And finally, when I look at you, I'm afraid of what I might do. You make me unpredictable.
When I look at you, my face heats up and I begin to stutter, nervous and anxious.
When I look at you, I want to touch you, to hold you, kiss you, and laugh with you.
When I look at you, I want to scream, shout those words I ache to tell you. To see those shining blue eyes widen and your smile widen, past your orange hood.
You make me into such a dork.
So I won't look at you, no matter how hard it is. I know it's hopeless, I shouldn't even try, so why? Why bother deepening that wonderful pain in my chest.
I'll just ignore it and leave a gaping hole.
((Ending Notes: So this will be a collab fic with Muse. Hope you enjoy it thus far!
-Muse & Burbs being nerdy))
