Do I love him? I don’t know,
Look I love how when I hug him, my soul comes alive,
I love walking hand in hand with him,
Wishing that the night won’t end.
But is it really love?
Kisses from him feels like heaven,
And a though of him makes my day,
I don’t know I what would do without him,
But is it really love?
I don’t know what love is,
Just help me understand I like talking to him, I like holding hands with him, I like listening to him, I ritually like everything about him.
Is that love?
If that is it then maybe I need to go slow and learn how to appreciate that love,
Maybe I need to sit down and enjoy that fire that rises inside me,
Without a burden of dating,
Can’t we do it as just friends?