I Told You.

I told you I was falling for you.
I went against my better judgement,
and my shaking palm grasped your
warm, steady palm, and I whispered
to you:

"I'm falling for you. And.. and I'm not
afraid of it. Because I know that I don't
need to be. It's right. It's supposed to
happen. It feels good to fall for you."

And you know what?
You squeezed my hand
and you pulled me in close
and you whispered to me:

"I just got butterflies."

And that
is how I know
that my own little
planets have finally
aligned.