And Shakespeare I quote!

A brush of the hand accident or in jest.
A casual unplanned moment
Causes pain deep down in my chest.
I wonder If I look okay but as my girlfriends say.."Own It."
I pine, I perish, I shake, I sigh.
To a feeling growing stronger, I hope I don't cry.
Whether a crush or not. True or puppy love.
I daydream of a white dress and a dove.
I cannot sleep and Shakespeare I quote.
Wonder about this poem I wrote.
I wonder and wonder. I sit and I ponder.
This could be my greatest blunder.
I'm probably going to get hurt.
Is he for real or just a flirt.
In my head I worry.
Could this become another of my friend Natalie's Stories?
Embarrassment, more, I could not take.
let us pray, more, I do not make.