In Love

When he walks by me

I memorize his appearance

If he hugs me

I take in the smell

And memorize

When he talks

I memorize the pattern of his voice

While hanging on every word

I am in love

It's a pleasant feeling

Like swinging on the playground

He used to walk in front of me

While I was swinging

Never really minding

If I hit him

"Ow" and he kept on going

I wish I was like that 

Able to keep going after I got hurt

But I'm not

I got hurt

And I haven't gotten up again