Do you ever think about me and smile? Because if you're wondering, I do. How can I not?

I'm so deep in whatever we have right now that I sometimes see you and accidentally think, 'That's my guy' even though you aren't mine. Now I'm actually scared that when we're talking, I might blurt out 'I don't think I'll ever like someone again the way I like you.' Or maybe something like 'I'm so happy you're here for me.' Or even worse, 'I think I could be in love with you and I don't know what to do with that."