They say there are butterflies when you see the one you like and or love,
But for that? I call bull.
Where are my tell-tale signs to help me along?
I'm on my own.

My stomach doesn't flutter,
My heart doesn't beat
But perhaps this is a good thing,
For I get to figure it out on my own.

Perhaps as well, this is bad,
Because what if I miss those signs? those symbols?
I'll never know what I'm missing,
And likewise will never know what I would have.

Unfortunately I am not Edgar Allan Poe,
And my tell-tale heart does not beat to help me along in life.
However, the comfort around them while in their presense makes me smile,
And for now? That is enough.