Love, is it?

I saw her smile
I saw her shy
I loved her still
I don't know why

I saw her swear
Heart  beat snare
I saw her sway
Yet blown away

Shades of two
I see her be
Black and blue
Yet red to me

She's quiet at times
Irresponsive
Talks, mostly mimes
And yet so active

Promises broken
Hearts smitten
Distances grew
Butterflies flew

I see her smile
Innocent
Once, but a while
Translucent

I see her laugh
Louder and louder
And whilst she took off
My heart just missed her.

She comes off, I stress
Innocent
Her actions speak less
Heart confidant

She's charming
Wanderlust
My world, turning
Daylights lost

She lives, her being
As she sees fit
And yet this feeling
Love, is it?