It's weird you know,
I could always write poems
About so many crushes
The words flew so easily
The feeling seemed flawless
Always ending terribly
Yet here I am now
Wanting to write about you
Ready to make so many poems
For you
But I'm absolutely speechless
What have you done
I think I love it
Always the words come easily with every new crush I had. But it never went anywhere ans they hurt my feelings. This idek how it happened nkt usually my type, but I find myself flustered and giddy. But also liked and not made fun of.
This feeling is too new to me, I am speechless but I think ... happy?