I often wonder what love feels like,
Is it the tingly feeling I get when he looks my way
Or is it how he smiles,
Despite if I've had a bad day?
I wish I could be close to him,
Like we were before.
When I would look at him,
with my friendly grin,
But now he's closed the door.
I know we're meant to be,
At least that's how I feel.
His heart will always be close to me,
But will this pain ever heal?
© Lindsay Lee Graham
2001
