I've been scoring badly
I've been lost
I've been trying too hard
I look for attention
I have become a poet
I have not known why?
Then one day,
You came into the room
With that mesmerising odour
With that enthralling smile
That grin stretching through you
You were it.
I knew it now.
The problem wasn't in me.
It was in you.
You were the problem.

The problem that led to sleepless nights.
That led to constant thinking
That led to dreaming day and night.
That led to hiding behind books to catch a glimpse
That led to this change.

You are the problem.
The problem that my heart cannot solve.
YOU'RE not mathematical, you're heart-beating-fast-like-at-a-nautical.

I've  fallen?