I may or may not be in love with you.
it doesn't matter, really;
it won't last.
it feels like love, I think.
it feels like the first day of spring
when you can go outside
with no coat on and it's a little chilly
but the sun makes up for most of it.
it feels like the sea on hot summer days --
the kind you have in Greece,
not the Irish kind that's mostly just wet,
and it feels like a lot of other things
and it feels like love.
I may or may not love you,
but I do.