I'm not really sure what love is
Is it when I replay our conversation
Over and over in my head
I still feel butterflies
Even after I've convinced myself
That I'm over you
Or is it
By the slightest touch from you
My skin feels like it's on fire
Or when I picture you with another girl
My insides turn to ice
Because that could have been me
I don't really know what love is
You are the only person I've liked
That I can't remember your eye color
That's the first thing I'm drawn to
Yet when I met you
It wasn't your looks
It was your soul
Colorful and fierce
Unlike any other I've seen
I can't exactly remember what your voice sounds like
But I can remember how safe I felt
Inside your strong arms
Or how I would seek you out
And try to sit next to you
I remember how you comforted me
When you saw me crying
You rubbed my knee
And gave me the softest look
And right when I think I can move on
I remember these things
And I get sucked right back in
My dear
I don't even know if you feel the same
How could I have such strong feelings
When I don't even know how you feel about me
I can almost guarantee that
I don't cross your mind
When you see another pretty girl
But I promise
Whenever I think about a relationship
You are the first person
I see your smile in my mind
And I'm sucked back
To our summer
I don't know what love is
But I think I'm in love with you
Or maybe the idea of you
Because even Romeo and Juliet
Mistook infatuation for love

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Alexithymia
Puisi(n.) difficulty describing feelings toward other people A mixture of poetry and late night thoughts by yours truly