I know I don't quite know you
that we still have yet to meet
but I can't help but adore you
since I saw you on the street

I don't find you sexy
and I know it's not a crush
still it's rather vexing
what is this rush

of affection that I feel
is this platonic or aesthetic?
is it even real?
I'm doing mental arithmetic

trying to figure out
what you mean to me
but I really doubt
I'll get there easily

I guess the mystery will remain
I suppose I'm just attached
what's my name you say?
well I'm rather glad you asked
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