Almost Aphrodite

Is this love?
Should it feel so much like a rough shove?
I’ve heard stories of the sweet emotion,
Is it supposed to cause such a stomach commotion?
Every time she goes passed,
I fear my heart and mind won’t last,
They say you only feel this kind of love once,
Maybe this is it cuz I haven’t gotten her outta my mind for months,
It can’t be love though,
It feels like I just stubbed my toe,
This isn’t at all pleasant,
I keep on getting disappointed every time I pass another day’s crescent,
Wishing that she’s the one I’m looking for,
Vainly hoping that she’s Guinevere of Lore,
But I have to accept that I haven’t found the one for me,
The one who’ll be the queen of my love tree,
I haven’t found my dream girl,
I guess she’s just a grain of sand, and not my pearl...