Emotions Beneath Surface But Not Yet Too Deep

Sometimes I really don't like this
The way I feel when I think about her
It bothers me, it's too soon
Too soon, way too soon
Some nights I look up at the moon
I think, a new thought with each blink
I smile about the way I feel
I frown at the reality of this ordeal
I don't know what to call this feeling, for now let's call it interest
In thought there's excess, it alleviates stress
Success in the attempt to express
There are feelings for her that I surely repress
So I sure as hell won't share them now, so don't suggest
I told you it's too soon
What if it's not about her? about you? about who? would you like to know who she really is?
Yes, yes, I want to know who, I really do, please tell me, I really want to know, no lie, true true
But for so long, beyond all else's knowledge, her smile made me smile
Something elegant about it you know, no, of course you don't
Those cheeks, gotta love those cheeks when they get all round, sustaining smile for a while
There was an instance in which I got to look into her eyes, ever so close
In this moment I will cease rhyme to somehow describe what I felt
I heard my heart beat, time slowed, the want to kiss her grew with every second, her eyes had sparkles that gleamed in ways I could not understand, for once in my life I met a gaze that forced me look away for more than a mere moment as to not reveal anything more than what my eyes were already showing, I saw and felt so much from her gaze, perhaps just a mere imagination of my heart and mind but I have belief in both, in words...what I read from those eyes, what I felt, cannot be explained and I am left with the want to read those eyes again, for I have yet to receive answers, full answers
But it is too soon
Way too soon
So I stare at the moon
I think and I blink and I think the moon just winked
No it's just my imagination but I know what I feel is real
But I know the reality of it all so I enjoy these moments, possible delusions of happiness (got that one from a friend ^_^)
It gets me through until the end, when truth hits at the very end and creates sadness
But it's all okay, nothing I am not used to, some would say this is complete madness
I really don't care, I learn and I grow, sometimes I will succumb to the emotions I refuse to show
Even then they, or rather she won't know, so it all boils down to when I will receive that no
I expect and don't reject and continue to live on for future prospects
No regrets but of course still upset
I'm a subject to my emotions so they I never neglect
So for those with emotional troubles I respect
I know their struggles and reach out with a hand from an arm stretched
Stretched from a body who's mind understands your stress
It's amazing how when I think of this girl it is not of sex
I smile to make you smile and smile when you smile
We're in agreement, in that category at least, this I know is not denial
What will be the end result of this venture? Unknown
I am simply happy that I am able to release some thoughts to the world to see
A smile with glee as I think of thee specifically when greeted by her personality
For now I will leave this be...and I will wonder...if she read this...what will she think of me?