i don’t love him

i swear i don’t

it’s just that

i love his smile

and the way he laughs

i love the way he walks

and i love the way he talks

i love watching him play his drum

i love seeing excitement in his eyes

i love the way he calls me girl

in an endearing sort of way

i love the way he’s confident

and yet so unsure as well

i love the way he staggers his steps

the way he whispers

left left left

the way he counts me off

and the way he vocalizes the part

i love the way he says my name

the way he gently tugs my harness

when i’m in the wrong place

i love the way we banter

i love the way we talk

stars and notes and beats and rhymes

and yet i love it

even when he gets annoyed

cause i cannot play the beat

it’s only because i feel his eyes

focused on my feet

left left left

he says

until i’ve got it right

softer when im too loud and

is careful when i almost

run right into him

i love the way he seems to be

his kindness and the likes

but i don’t love him

and yet i can’t say why

because i love every part i know of him

so how can i not

i love him

i love him

i love him and yet

i’m scared of it being

one sided