Hot 'n Cold Poem by Lily Jacobsen

I got his attention but now that I've got it I'm scared of what he will see. When he looks at me he doesn't look through me, like all the others do. I'm confused my feelings for him are hot to the touch like fire is but then cold like ice the next minute. I get jealous when he flashes that smile at other people other than me, but when he flashes me that smile I completely and utterly melt, like ice cream does in the summer.
"You love him don't you", my best friend teased me.
"Hell no", I respond
But in reality I don't know how I feel.
Love or Lust
For now I'm going with lust…
I'm too scared to say ‘ I love you"