sometimes people sneak up on you
I always thought the best loves were immediate,
you’d know instantly,
because that happened once,
and it’s hard not to compare,

until you realize that he’s been there all along,
and you think,
“Oh. There you are.”

and you can’t breathe just right,
or think coherent thoughts,
except ones about him and him and you

my insides feel like an angry butterfly storm
I am hopeless yet I’m the happiest I’ve been in months
how can that be?
how does none of this make any sense but be so clear?

I can’t look him in the eye
I feel like I’m in middle school again
14, but without the excessive insecurities
my heart feels like its going to burst

it kinda makes me want to kick myself
for taking so long to realize
what you could mean to me
what you mean to be now