As I try to grasp upon this

abstract feeling within me,

"butterflies" as they call it,

bewildered by the tension

pressuring my cells running through me,

pumping wildly and surging

through my veins,

shockingly electric,

I knew the rollicking of my stomach was

merely the indication that

I had fallen unquestionably,

irrevocably,

and undoubtedly

in love.