My Poetry

~Seventy Three~

Alright fine. 
You want the truth?
I like you. 
Truly, I do. 

But I don't know who, 
You are. 

Which is an issue. 

I just know that I have those butterflies,

And that sick feeling in my mind,

And I know. 

I'm falling in love. 

I'm falling into that spiral of emotions you call a: "crush."

I hate it,
With every bit that I am.
But there's no stopping it,
Not these feelings. 

I think I know who it is, 
but then again, 
Could it be him?
Or maybe the other one.

I don't know anymore,
I just know the spark in my heart is there,
And it's burning. 
It's flaring. 
It's falling. 

For you.