Do you even know,
How your touch warms my body?
Brings me to life for a second,
Only to be taken away.

Our last hug,
Not sure if you felt like me.
I didn't want to let go,
But my bus was here.

We flirt during the day?
I don't even know.
Is flirting a mutual thing,
Or am I just seeing what I want?

Our teacher teases us,
"Just go out already."
She made a face, that I couldn't see,
Her friend laughed at her or was it at me?

A face of hope, or of disbelief?
I want to know,
But if I ask her I worry.
What if I am just a friend...

I have been never good with feelings,
Fragile things they are.
I tend to emit easy ones like happiness,
But that's it, no hate, no sadness, no love.

I am warmed by your very touch.
I love when you play with my hair.
We have fun, I want more fun.
I want you. But how do I get you?

If you don't want me,
What will happen?
I like things now,
But I'll love them if I am with you.

I want you,
Want me.
Want us.