I Don't Even Know If I Like You

You've been on my mind many times. I've felt the fluttering butterflies, the heart racing, the warm cheeks. I've gone to your Facebook page so many times just to see if there was anything new. I loved it when you started chatting to me first, even if it was about school and housing things. I missed that.

Since I've gotten to know you, I love the kind of person you are. You're genuinely kind, and a great conversationalist. Is that a word? I don't know. What I do know is that you've done something to me.

I've been in this part of town so much, at this street corner and at that light trying to figure out what these feelings are. I can't figure out how I should proceed. Should I just let the red light keep me still, or go with caution on the yellow? Full speed ahead for green? I don't even think the traffic light is working properly, because I'm spinning around.

Honestly, I think I do have feelings for you yet at the same time, I know something is holding me back, keeping me from knowing for sure that I like you. I think it's just... perhaps I just want your company for now.

If from what I gathered from our conversation is true, then one more semester and a summer is what is keeping me from seeing you again. I wonder how you'll look. Act. Be. I'm sure you'll still be the same from when I saw you last.

And right now, I think that just having you around is what I need.