Its Not Love

My stomach feels like millions of butterflies inhabited its interior.

My face reddens and I feel hot.

Your words make my existence empty or

Numb?

You

Don't

Make

Me

Happy.

I see you alot and I want your heat close to me. Your hands to hold mine. I ache inside with the feelings that takeover. They are overpowering. It's not love. Its never been love and never will be.

Why

Do

I

Feel

Like

This?

I'm angry. You anger me. The closer you get the more I want to hurt you. My stomach churns with excitement. I know I'll be the end of you. Both physically and emotionally.

A

Simple

Word

And

Your

World

Will

Fall

Apart

Your life is Being sustained because of mine. I'm your everyhing. I'm not cocky, I'm truthful. You'd fall apart without me their. Well, in that case, good bye.