Untitled Thus Far

The attraction I embrace,
Just makes my heart race.
The attraction I flee
Is the attraction I need.

Infatuation as it is:
Simply begins with a kiss.
Infatuation made real:
I don't know if I feel.

These feelings that I emulate
Are the emotions that I hate!
These are thoughts that I carry.
They matter not;
For it's you I will marry