Is this what love feels like?

Is this the sensation I forgot?

Your love is like water,

pure and clean,

my body is a plant.

I've gone through a drought.

But now that I see you,

now that I see this garden you call your mind

your thoughts, your wonders,

your eyes are the kaleidoscope that shows me your soul

You are beautiful. Courageous.

You speak with words I have never heard before,

I feel as if you are beyond me.

I feel a flower growing inside of my chest.

some people call it love, I call it a crush,

it crushes my soul until my eyelids cover my windows

I wonder if you feel it too.

But as I hold out this flower, this magificent daisy that I hold for you, I ponder.

I hold a question but I don't want the answer.

I ask, but I don't want to know.

You answer me, my flower wilts.

I feel shattered,

the water that is your love, I now know, shall never be mine.

I whisper the question again.

"Are you straight?"

You said yes.

I understand.

Cause you see we're of the same gender,

I guess that's not okay.

Flowers of the same color cannot grow together

You are pink

I am too

you only like flowers that are blue,

I think both are nice,

I wish you did too.

But I can't ask that of you.