I hate the way my mouth goes dry,
My hands go clammy,
My heart starts to fly.

I hate the way my words get stuck
Or they all fly out
In an awkward rush.

I hate the way my back stiffens,
I cannot move,
I sit and listen.

But it's not just hate,
It's more than that,
It's a love I can't dictate.

I love her smile,
The flick of her hair,
The bright shine I see in her eyes.

I love to sit by her side,
Talk to her,
Relax and take the ride.