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?