First Kiss

The title explains is for the most part, the wrong right person came. . .

I’m strong
Yet you make me weak
I think to say
But I cannot speak
Just one look
From you I freeze
Just one word
You disarm me

You move closer
My stomach turns
Not from sickness
But for you I yearn
You touch my face
Your fingers burn
Now I’m lost
But you help me learn

My head down
I feel ashamed
You sit and smile
But I look away
I don’t want you
That’s what I claim
But we both know
You’ve made my day