Rhymless Rhythmless Poem of expression...

Something doesn't hit me until it does. I feel hit by a ton of bricks. I think I'm in love. I'm terrified. I'm terrified over a lot of things. I could cry. I am seduced. I want him to approach me soon. I want to give myself to him. I need to be held. I don't know how to handle this. This is too much to try to handle by myself. I know I'm going to be terrified for awhile. If he is another man passing through, this love will be longer to get over. My heart is deeply pierced and hooked. Something doesn't hit me until it does. I don't see or feel something until I do. My mind is racing. What a sudden love and lust. I can't think straight. I'm struggling trying to stand on my own two feet and don't even know whether or not I still am. I'm embracing myself hoping I can embrace him soon too.