It lives in your heart cavity.
Palpating, you examine its tenderness.
It slowly fills the space;
a sensation unknown, until now.

It has its own gravity.
Pulling you in, sinking towards the core;
you feel helpless but excited.
That steady flutter beating within.

The result may be insanity;
but you are willing to accept the risk,
because your life could be bigger
and brighter because of it.

It may only be vanity
believing it has touched him too.
The flutterings of his heart
may not beat for you.

You yearn for clarity…
Searching for a truth
that may be hard to accept:
his feelings may be for another, not you.