Love letter

Dear Heart,
I'm mad at myself.
Because I wanna tell her everything on my mind,
but nothing comes out.
I wanna get past these butterflies,
but I just don't know.
Maybe I'm just being foolish,
maybe my head is just distracted by her.
Sometimes i guess it's natural.
She means a lot to me.
A past love,
a still lingering love.
It's just so confusing sometimes.
Sincerely,
A kid lost in his emotions.