That feeling.
I have it,
I hide it.
It shows.
It’s not a bad feeling,
It’s a good feeling.
But a good feeling still hurts,
It hurts more than a bad feeling.
That feeling…
This feeling.
It tells me when you’re gone,
It tells me when you’re near,
It helps me find you…
In this sea of faces.
It tells me to talk to you,
It tells me to wait,
It tells me your name.
That feeling…
This feeling…
Infatuation?
Or love?
