i like you a miniscule bit.

i like you a miniscule bit --
only a miniscule,
microscopic,
teeny tiny bit.

you take up very little space
in my heart.
and you're just another person
in my life.

(so whywhywhy, does my heart beat so?)

i'm only flustered because you irritate me.
i only talk to you because i have to.
and i'm not stammering for words
because you make me.

it's a 'thing.'
it comes and goes.
you're a thorn in my sight,
a pain in the ass.

(I wonder if you can hear my heart beating.
It's pretty loud.)

i don't enjoy saying your name,
it feels vile on my tongue.
i don't like hearing your voice.
and i definitely don't get lost in your eyes, so stop looking at me.

i'm shaking because it's cold
my heart isn't pounding because you're here.
and i swear i ate something
that's making my stomach feel weird.

(I hope you can't hear my heart beating.)

I like you a miniscule bit --
only a miniscule,
microscopic,
teeny tiny bit.

(but I can't help but smile when I'm around you.)