to him.
the boy who i'm vulnerably in love with.
or am i?
maybe it's the way he looks at me
or the way his lips melt unto mine when we kiss
perhaps it's the way his dimples form when he smiles
the way he makes my face light up at his presence
or is it just the butterflies he gives me with the slightest touch?
i don't know
maybe i am in love.
~m
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alexithymia
Poetryfor all of us out there that are incapable of telling them how we really feel alex·i·thy·mia (noun) inability to identify and express or describe one's feelings "Individuals with high levels of alexithymia are usually aware of their emotional aro...
