I like him too much it hurts

Two...?

There are two

Two...two, why two?

Two feelings that are completely different,
two that should be separated and not put together,
yet some how they are mixed.
How does this happen? I have no idea, it shouldn't happen, and I know it won't.
It hurts, I can't have It.
All I think of.

I never thought my mind could spiral so much, all about one thing.
This isn't new, it feels familiar, yet it's different.
It is different.
Thoughts, feelings, spiralling, collapsing, and yet nobody to talk to.
but It.

I picture a perfect scenario,
everything happens slowly and falls into place flawlessly.
The timing, the place, It...
It makes it incomparable and complete.

This is going to come crashing down.
I can't keep my mouth shut, but I should.

Wings to fly, yet the one reason i want to fly...
It simply can't be reached. It's a whole different level of crazy.
All I want to do it ever so slightly just wrap my arms around It,
just for a moment,
one moment is all.
But that craving will grow, and grow,
until It stops, It'll stop.
Because everyone leaves right?

It...

It has a name.
Yet I could never speak it without shaking,
with two completely different feelings.