Unsure

I'm unsure of what I feel about you
honestly
I'm unsure quite what to make of the
warm and drunken feeling overcoming my reason
I'm unsure how to further proceed or define what I'd like this to be
even five minutes from now
I'm unsure how to process what I sense forming
rising like leaven in a fresh loaf
rising like a new life from the ground
rising like the birth of a new day just minutes from heaven
or like the steam that rises from espresso, dark
I'm unsure if I even like this feeling
it's scary to me, unknowing what lay
on the opposite side of what if...