Each time i think of her,
I get this feeling deep in my belly,
It crawls up to my throat,
And sits there waiting,
Should i be thinking of her this much?
Should i feel for her the way i do?
Each day that passes,
I tend to think of her more,
My feelings for her grow more intense,
Yet, i find it difficult to express them,
I dont want to send her running,
She means so much to me,
And i never want to lose her,
So i guess, for now,
I will remain in my constant state of infatuation,
Hoping, dreaming, that one day,
All my dreams of her will come true.