Yeha

People say that love
makes you blind.
but still I can see.
And people say that love
makes you smile,
but yet it doesn't mean
anything to me.

I always thought love
would make my tummy
trumble, and make my
heart go up and down,
yet my heart beats very calm,
and my tummy hasn't maked a sound.

I thought love was
something light,
something colourful and
maybe pretty.
I never expected the
anxiety to be so big,
and that the happiness
would be so little.

Yet I can't demand
myself to not-loving you,
'cause love maybe wasn't
what I expected,
but that doesn't change the fact
that I love you.

Amanda Nyberg, i oktober nångång