Early Stages

You stare at me I blink

You ask me a question I stammer

You sit near me I jump.

I am mesmerized.

It's like thriving and being repulsed by your presence at the same time.

But one smile

One look

One word

I become raw.

And you see all of the things I frantically try to hide.

Exhilarating. And all the while nausea-inducing.

I'm sick and tired of early stages.