2 > 1

Or is it?

Seriously. What is it about you that makes me tingle? You're like the sundae at the end of a McDonalds value meal, I want to have you but I don't wanna finish my burger yet. And it is weird. Because I don't really even know you. And yet you've made such an impression on me.

Half of me wants to forget you, the other half daydreams about you. Half of me wants to move on, the other half wants to stick around. Half knows it's going nowhere, half still wishes it will.

This ain't love. This is just a simple crush.

And it's crushing me.