The Question

Why am I I love with you? Well, you know that feeling you get when your crush is around butterflies, sweating, all the nerves, and they were the only person you because everyone disappeared? I didn't have that when we first met. Instead the butterflies let my stomach and to dance around you as you walked towards me. The swearing wasn't there and the nerves whispered, " we aren't needed here". I noticed everyone around you and me but my eye focused on you and those butterflies. It felt natural but like one of those scenes in a movie where it ends happily. But this isn't a movie and the happy ending didn't happen. I'm here wondering what happened to my butterflies as my nerves mop of my tears. Why am I in love with you? That is the very question I ask myself everyday.