Fallen

My heart quickens with a madness that many have experienced. The reaction of thoughts, chemicals, and emotions that can make or break a human soul. As I think about you, my feelings grow even stronger than before. Though, my confusion grows equally to my heart. Is it the madness setting in, or is it something more?

I see you sitting across from me, and only happiness comes over me. You stir within me things that I have not felt in a long time. A smile appears on my face whenever I think about you.

I wonder if you have feelings that reach as far as mine, or are you shying away from me. The desire to hold you in my arms overwhelms me, yet I do not know whether you wish for me to do so.

Is it fear? Or something more?

Or am I problem?

These questions hit me like a tidal wave, not showing any sign of true resolution. All I can do is think of you in a waking moment.

Though my pessimistic half thinks of only disaster, I willfully wait for our next encounter with the idea that it will not be our last. For hope is the undoing of us all, I contemplate only the present and dream of only you.