The Mixed Signals

A small glance

Inside the butterflies dance

A tight-lipped smile

With thoughts as big as the Nile

Do we even like each other?

Or is it just something to bother

Was it intentional the care?

Or was it just a mere dare

Am I the one who thought wrong,

About this love all along?

Oh, just can't have enough of this love

Let this be peaceful as a white dove

"That's enough" I command

There's nothing I could do with such a demand

But I have to let this stop

Before this has my brain atop