Why does my heart flutter
Why does my pulse race
Why do I forget any other
When I see his face

Why does his words matter
Why do I care
Why does my skin feel hotter
beneath his intense stare

Why does he make me laugh
Why do I want to cry
why am I broken in half
Why do I want to call him mine

Why can we never touch
or just be there
Why do I yearn for a caress so much
Why would I even dare

Why don't I learn
Not to do this to myself
Why does my skin burn
from a touch I have not yet felt