Thinking things I can’t explain and rendering myself incapable…
of sorting out the way I feel because of fear, and I run from you.
I don’t like the way I want to write you in a poem,
And how,
If I’m not around you, I just want to be alone.
And…
I don’t like how you posses all the qualities that mean so much to me
And I dig and dig only to find more radiance under your beauty.
The colors of your words swim in the pit of my belly mimicking butterflies
And amongst many other things, I see those very same colors in your eyes.
You consume me like poetry,
And I can pretend I don’t like the thought of you and me
But I look forward to thinking of us
And how you make me smile; your facial expressions are enough.
See…
I want to do childish things with you,
Like, nudge you and then kiss you.
Like, smile foolishly at you because I missed you.
Like, play with your fingers against my skin, but maybe, I’m too ticklish to…
But, I want to play in your hair and sing about how weak I get when you smile.
And talk about how I like when you’re around, so just stay a while.
I appreciate the technique in which you handle me; it’s quite alright.
No need to rush, we can just be each others type.
I realize I’ve worked hard at this crush thing and I deserve you.
I could be anything you ever asked for so you deserve me too.
I just want you to understand that I’m hard to deal with
And I’m only protecting my heart because without this armor, I know you’ll steal it.
Posted in A Million Miles Per Minute, Levels of Love, Sabrina's Emotion Swings
Tags: bi, brinal1, Dear Crush, gay, jayda_fem, lesbian, lesbian relationships, lgbt, love, queer, sabrinall
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