What is this you make me feel?
It's something new and unfamiliar,
I can't stop looking at you.
It doesn't feel like love,
nor infatuation,
but I continue to gaze as though
perhaps,
the answer will be written on your face.
Why is it that you can confuse me so?
Words are of no use to us,
to simply be near you is to be filled
with the greatest feeling of safety and trust.
Do the stars speak to you as they do me?
A friendship like this is bound to blossom
but that still doesn't explain how I feel.