Strange

Strange is when your heart skipped a beat the first time you shared a look with someone you just met.
Strange is when everyone was asked to hold each other's hand, your eyes fell on his eyes and his on yours.
Strange is your heart raced when you held hands.
Strange is, well, you still didn't know anything about this person except his name.

Strange is you were not around him for a long time and you had to act like nothing happened.
Strange is every time you accidentally spot him in the crowd, you remembered the first look.
Strange is everyone was talking about how great he is.
Strange is he really is great.

Strange is there was a role-play and he was the knight and you were the princess.
Strange is you two had to dance.
Strange is the knight was a gentleman and he did this classic 'May I have this dance?' thing and offered his hand.
Strange is the princess accepted the offer and held the knight's hand.
Strange is even then, when you and him were friends, your freakin' heart still raced.
Strange is you never thought he would feel the same.

Strange is he has noticed you since the day you met.
Strange is he remembered that time when he held your hand.
Strange is he didn't even know your name.
Strange is somehow he finally knew.
Strange is you ended up having to spent one whole year with him.
Strange is he once called you 'love' and you just can't believe you believed that.
Strange is he really remembered the things he did, which you thought he would forget.
Strange is, come on, you were just friends.
Strange is, now, you can call him 'mine'
Strange is there were so many strange things happened that you started to feel like the universe is up to something.
Something good.