A/N: The format is a bit different from my usual writing style but it's just what came to mind.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Just his 3D glasses. :)
You don't know what's happening.
It feels so different…so strange.
And it has never happened to you before.
-:-
You can feel your stomach
f l u t t e r
as he walks by,
your cheeks blushing as he gazes at you
with those h a z e l eyes.
And you ask
"Is this what love is?"
But you laugh at yourself,
because you're only seventeen
and you couldn't possibly like
h i m.
-:-
And you wait, and wait
for whateverthisis
to pass by.
But it never does.
So you still melt under his touch
and smile at his laugh;
is this really what love is?
-:-
You might be starting to believe
that maybe you're insane.
Because you couldn't possibly like
James Potter.
But you can't ignore the fact that
your heart skips a beat when you see him
or that time seems to stop when you walk past him.
But you're Lily Evans,
and you can never fall in love with James Potter.
-:-
You continue to question yourself
(and your sanity)
about this conflicting emotion.
But one day, he catches you in the hallway, alone.
And as he pulls you in for a kiss
you ask yourself "is this what love is?"
Because if it is, you wouldn't mind the fact
that you're in love with James Potter.
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