Tell me what you think, I'm not much of a poet so I'd like some feedback!
The party was loud.
My head was silent.
The faces were unfamiliar
But when you walked in
I became vibrant.
We had a good time, you and I.
Played some games, had a ball
But what did we conclude,
At the end of it all?
Is it really love?
Could it be true?
Is it just this far off fantasy
That I've adapted to you?
I give your hair a ruffle
And your arms a squeeze,
Am I being too friendly?
Too near?
Too far?
Will I ever please?
But please who?
Is yet again the question.
Are you really the one
Who's gotten me weak at the knees
Or is it just my mind
Having a tease?
You don’t make me laugh
You don’t make me cry
You aren’t funny
You're just lame
Yet no one else
Is quite the same.
Your face
It doesn’t make me swoon.
Your body
It doesn’t make me blush.
Still, for some reason
Only you can give me such a rush.
That time we watched West Side Story
“It’s when I don’t look that I feel something”
Never seemed so true.
I think, somehow
my heart has fallen
in love with you.

