Is this feeling called love.When I can't stop giggling,Like a small girl, while talking to you?
Or when my day feels incomplete,
Without sharing a word with you.
Or that I keep waiting for you to call,
And irritate you from time to time.
Or that every free moment,
All I think about is you.
Or when I can't stop blushing,
Just by the mention of your name.
Your voice, your walk,
Your weird style of dressing.
And if I had to compare you and me,
Then you are the sun and me the earth.
Is this feeling called love?
I really don't know,
But it is, as such driving me crazy.
~ A Poem By Fizz
