The hug
A hug
Seems to me that I'd feel a spark
Feel a sudden rush
A warmth
Seems to me that it's supposed to be
a feeling of a strong connection
Is it supposed to make me feel better
Make me jump and cry in glee
and twirl around so happy
Because when I hug him
He who I think I love
I feel
Well I don't feel much
Yes there's a warmth that I love
But not much warmth than any other
Yes I feel a happiness
But not so much different than any other
And I'm left to question
if I'm going after the wrong guy
Because for nights
All these past nights
I've been sleeping
Holding him in my dreams
I've been feeling such great comfort
Oh how a warmth comes over me
But this hug
Oh these hugs
How they don't seem to bring much anything
And I'm left to question
Why is this happening this way
How could this be
I felt so sure
I still kinda do I think
Oh forget this thing
But I can't
This is real
He is real, and I think I love him
But what is this feeling
Or rather lack of
That I'm experiencing
Somebody help me
Call the pros
Someone help me
I just need to know
If I should be moving on
Or waiting for another moment
Is he right
Maybe it's just the wrong time
Is he right
Am I wrong
How do I know
I feel so strongly
So attracted
So entwined
But this
Oh why
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One of your best poems! I think that the uncertainty of love makes this poem great. You never know what will happen, thus making it the more exciting. Great share!