I felt it when his eyes first locked on my own.
Electricity, surging like volts, straight to the bone.
I felt it when he spoke, at the mention of my name.
Inferno, raging like fluid, blazingly set aflame.
I felt it when he grinned, at the first sight of me.
Faintness, swarming like insects, sparked with glee
I felt it when he touched me, an accidental brush.
Chills, radiating like ripples, a frosty arctic rush.
I felt it when he laughed at something I had said.
Ecstasy, coursing like water, flowing in veins of thread.
I felt it like a disease with no cure.
Uncontrollable symptoms of everything pure.
I felt it like a toxin streaming within my system.
Poisoning my body, taking over another victim.
I felt it like a blade stabbing my heart.
Breaking it open, tearing it apart.
I felt like falling, drifting
into an abyss of nonexistence.
I felt like fading, diminishing
into nothing but a faint memory.
I felt Hurt. Broken. Empty.
I felt Love.