I try.
Sincerely I really do try.

I try to rein my self in.
Keep my cool.
Maintain composure.
Remain calm.
Be composed.
Act detached.
Stay aloof.
And ensure my self control is fully in place.

But each and everytime you come close, I lose it all.

My heart starts to pound like a jack hammer, my palms get all sweaty, and I feel all hot and cold at the same time.

My head, my mouth and my voice lose coordination, and I start to stutter like thunder.

I smile way too much when our eyes connect, and I laugh way too loud at everything you say.

I can’t even walk straight because all three legs are not at ease.

I wonder if it is doing you, the way it is doing me.

For anytime I'm with you, there no cause for control, everything is under alarm.

Signed
Olumide Holloway (King Olulu, who likes fufu, and kunu).