Yo Quisiera Amarlo

I wanted to write exactly how I was feeling in a poem, but so much is flying around my head, so maybe if I write it out here, a pretty poem will result.

So there's a guy I've been talking to for a couple weeks now. He, up until this point seemed head over heels for me before me. But now, I think the tables have turned, or at least the table clothes are the same color now, but at this point, I'm not sure if either of us realize it, I think I do. He was soooo madly into me, every minute resisting a kiss, but then gave in. Almost every sidewalk was accompanied with us hand in hand. Every other other whisper was him telling me how beautiful I was to him, and me blushing with a thanking smile. Every hug was heart felt and sincere. And at the beginning, while I heard it and felt it, it wasn't sinking in. It finally sank in last night while we were in dazing embrace of hugs and kisses. At that moment, I felt no shame in anything, I felt so clean,free,beautiful,happy,cared for, and maybe a passionate compassion of love? He had whispered to me earlier that I am someone he could love and said he was scared cause he thought he was starting to love me already, and my response to him was "don't be scared to love, just love". Later that night, I whispered to him I thought I was starting to love him too. His response was for me to be careful because that's not a word he throws around or feels should be thrown around because of feelings that in the moment can confuse us. And while I heard what he said, at that moment, I didn't really care because I was just so happy and I gave into not being scared and just loving it all. The night ended, morning came and he called just to tell me good night, he was thinking of me and missing me already...how cute is that. I only slept 5 hours, but I woke up (not rested) but ready. I went to work in a good mood and came out hoping to talk to him. It didn't really work out that way, but neh I figured it was whatever.

I finally got home and my phone rang, it was him on the other end. He called to tell me a friend was coming over to watch the game, as soon as he said that my heart sank and I quickly switched my tone to indifferent.