SortaKindaMaybe

I'm scared to put it in a poem
'cause that means that it is true...
but your smile gives me butterflies
and I kindasorta like you.

It's been a long time since I have written
anything about smiles, hearts, or fluff
so congratulations to you...
I sortakinda like you maybe enough.

And maybe it's just silly,
sortakinda like these words...
but you make me laugh, dear,
on days when laughter goes unheard.

So this is kindasorta a poem
to tell you I sortakinda like you...
butterflies flutter in my stomach...
it's kindasorta maybe true.