Am I weird?

Why do I keep smelling her perfume? 
I'm killing myself remembering her scent 
I'm hurting every minute I see her dark eyes, how dry we are, as our friendship left 
I could hate, but don't want to show how I feel
I'm a weird, emotional family man, awaiting to be seen
I want to scream!
I want to scream! 

Breathless from her innocent morals and her beauty of realism 
I'm leaving because I can't feel anymore and I want to end speculation 
I miss her smile
I miss her touch 
A cheeky look
Just isn't enough 
I miss your laugh
Now, it's the past
So cold, I'm bitten by the frost 
Please, when does the aching stop?

When will the time come, when I ride the storm and let someone keep me warm 
When will the time come, when a love from a woman is my final curtain call 
Stop!
Stop! 
Stop thinking this is what I want 
Panic!
Panic!
Breath shorter 
Overthinking 
My god!
What does the end look like?
A glimpse of beauty 
A scent of dreaming 
I still smell her perfume 
Her eyes looked right into mine
It felt deep 
Intimate 
Passionate
Childlike 
I felt weak
It felt real
Accepted 
Just right...

Is it just me?
How do, people feel?
Like this?
Or am I just weird?