A first date

I can't really explain it. I don't know what it is. I remember something like it from years past, but it faded away. It's as if a fire inside of me has just been hit by a bottle of axe, and the burn feels good. Although nothing happened between us, it just makes me want to see her more. I think about her, and i know she thinks about me. She might be the first person to know me for who I truly am, and not for a phony. Now I understand what it feels like to be me.