I don't think you understand how much I love you.

I look at you
and my chest hurts.
My body aches.
My heart beats faster,
and my head begins to spin,
and I immediately can't imagine
a world without you in it.
One look at you
can bring tears to my eyes
because I'm so scared of you
never feeling anything
even remotely similar,
and I don't think I could exist
without your reciprocated love.

I love you so much,
and my God,
it hurts like hell to love you.

But I keep falling and falling
for this feeling,
and for the way you smile at the world.
And I don't love hurting,
but I love loving you.

These emotions might **** me,
but I'm okay with that.
Just as long as I know
that you loved me too.

Even if it was only for a second.