Better Than The Rest

Why do I feel this constantly,
whenever you're around,
you creep inside my head,
and hardly make a sound.

I know that you are there,
and you make your presence known,
for the world I want us to see,
my feelings for you have shown.

I know that I cannot hide,
this shallow, hollow soul,
but somehow you fill it,
and I doubt you know.

Nevertheless I love it,
when we talk and chat,
if you don't want to go farther,
I might be okay with that.

But know that you are close,
close to me in my chest,
for you're above the others,
better than the rest.