Like I Want You.
It’s a bliss.
Not necessarily something I would see myself indulged in.
You’re a wake up call.
A desire of mine that I never new would come out the sky and fall.
To my feet, I see us touch toes playfully.
You’re funny.
Hilarious at the thought that many reasons were me falling for you.
But I’m not.
Or so I say I am.
I’m struck.
Stuck.
Conflicted at the fact that I’m such a fuck up.
But I try.
You can see it.
You can see right through me.
Your third eye is aligned with mine.
But I’m just another person who’s such a hopeless romantic.
Someone who can’t even fathom what love feels like.
Properly, you treat my heart like glass.
So fragil, yet handled with grace.
You put a smile on my face.
My cheeks hurt from your laughter.
My eyes glow from your splendor.
Am I falling?
I’m no angel but the devil tempts me.
My words get tangled but you’re always intertwined within.
Is this a sin?
For me to fall such a way?
A marvel into your universe on my display?
Like I want you
But do you want me.
That’s something I ask myself everyday.
Until then I’ll just ponder
Until my heart grows too fond of
How I can’t keep it in anymore.
