Who has ever tried to describe how they feel
When they see that special someone
And felt that they have done the feeling justice?

I know that whenever I attempt the challenge
Words tumble clumsily out of my mouth
And puddle at the floor

In my case it’s a him
Who never looks at me
But when I see him
The smile on my face can’t be contained

How am I supposed to tell you
How I feel when I see him
When I barely understand it myself?
It’s maddening and part of me loves every second of it
Trying to summarize this,
This rush,
Keeps me staring up towards the ceiling at night
As if it holds the answer
Just above my head

If I had to attempt to describe it
I would
Because if I don’t at least try
Then how will people after me
Try to phrase the feeling?

It’s like…
It’s like my body stands stock-still
But my soul is knocked clean out
I am falling towards the wall
And somehow I know
There will be no collision
Or impact
Only the falling