Complicated.

This feeling, it's a little new. A little weird.
It's been awhile, but nothing compares to what I've felt before.
It's not what I call love.

It's more of a like. It's a little complicated that way.
Who am I? Where do I stand?

At the end of the day, it doesn't really matter.
As long as I have you near, that's enough for me.
To keep me going. To keep me smiling.

Thank you for this complication.
It's new.
It's great.