I felt a pinch up on my spine-
Was like a child's first taste of wine.
Confused by whether love or hate-
Decision might reciprocate.

Amused by this unlikely chill-
Never before, but just until.
Was struck by this awakening-
Of neither good nor sickening.

Released my thoughts excitingly-
Impatient, wished discovery.
I rushed to find the truth revealed-
If satisfaction, it concealed.

Like celebrations of my birth-
Expecting gifts beyond my worth.
I may in disappointment lay-
Still, happiness could pave my way.

Thus, here I am, in my unrest-
Perhaps the worst or be the best.
Desiring this, I must find out-
Just what this feeling is about.

Among the days, my very crave-
This feeling - certain moment gave.
Without intent, my mind was stuck-
Through wishful thinking, bet my luck.

To live my life, the best I'll try-
Pursue my dreams, no longer lie.
For when the feeling strikes again-
Make sure that I won't be in vain.