Would it be foolish to say I love you, When I feel that is a definite possibility? I wouldn’t know what else to call it. All I know is that the feeling I have for you is much more than “like”. I think about you all the time, And wish we could be together always. I wish you were here with me now, To help me, comfort me, and hold me. All I want, all I can concentrate on, Is when a second kiss will take place. All I can do until then is prepare, And anxiously wait. Why is it that you occupy my head? Did I give you permission? Not that I recall. When I’m falling behind in school, And ditching all my friends, Cause all I want to do is be with you, And daydreaming nonstop, It gets kind of irritating. What do you think I should call it? Is it like? Is it lust? Or is it the thing I dread… Is this love??
Reason for writing:
well, i've just been having a lot of confusing feelings lately about what love was, and what it felt like. i wrote a poem about it just get all of my feelings out of my head.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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