The flutter in your stomach grow as they near you.
Scared you turn away as your face turns a bright red
They sit next to you and smile softly.
There smile makes you go even more red.
They know this.
They love you.
But you don't know.
You dont understand this warm and fuzzy feeling.
You think of what your mother said.
It was phase she had said.
You'll get over it.
But this feeling won't fade.
You wait for an excuse to escape this.
Your father had told you it was okto feel that way.
Your mother hated it, saying you don't understand it.
The feeling of hate for your mother grows as the feeling for them grow.
Your mother does not understand.
She does not know this feeling.
