Epiphany

The joy that one gets when falling in love,
the feeling of floating in heaven above,
that jellied essence that makes you gooey and weak,
and jumbles your words when you try to speak.
Looking inside myself and see
that no one can have those feelings for me.
It took me too long to realize this fact
that I have no worthy traits that attract.
Though I am nice, and funny, and kind,
love is something that I just won't find
for no matter what feelings of actions I send
I will always be no more than a friend.