When You Fall In Love

You look forward to every moment with him
You feel contented just by thinking of him yet
Your heart aches with desperate longing when you don’t see him
You feel supreme happiness when you do
You don't care that his good looks has gone to the dumps
You look up to him in absolute admiration
You get lost in his eyes as he serenades you
You pull him to his feet when he falters

You are not willing to share him any other people

When You Fall In Love With The BSB...

(all over again)

You bounce in your seat in great anticipation while waiting for them to appear
You smile to yourself whenever you think of them yet
Your heart almost explodes with painful yearning during the years of waiting
You feel supreme bliss when you see them
You jump to your feet, like the rest of the crowd, when they burst onto stage, regardless of the less enthusiastic people behind you
You wave energetically for two whole hours hoping they will catch a glimpse of you
You don’t care that they have aged, or ballooned
You look up at them and scream uncontrollably
You sing your heart out along with them
You feel your soul detaching from your body as they serenade you
You shout your lungs out and fill in the words of the song when they failed to project their voices because of technical glitches

You want to share them with other people, the more the better

And finally, you just feel like you're going crazy before, during and after the show.

OMG! I so want to relive the concert!

I was so near, I could see sweat trickling down their foreheads. The arena was already buzzing with love and excitement before the show. Girls and boys bouncing in their seats in excitement and talking about their fave Backstreet Boy. Imagine the uproar when they appeared. So great is my love for the boys, I'm still smiling when I think of them and their fantabulous performance. No gimmicks. No encore. But still amazing.