Every time I get near you, I feel chills hovering over my body.
I tell myself that you're bad for me, but I can't help it.
It's the way you look at me, the way you smile and laugh. - I want more.
I know it's just my guilty pleasure talking. I really want to close the distance between us.
The way you lean in to whisper. I love the smell of your scent that vanishes into thin air; that now seems familiar to me.
I can feel my heart beating faster and faster as our shoulders collide when we walk.
There's so much tension between us and I can't control it.
There's so much I want to say to you.
The thought of us being together fits so perfectly.
Suddenly, reality hits me.... You're already with somebody else.
You are not mine... This hurts.
All I can do is love you in silence and be happy for you even if it kills me.
Again, I am reminded of the space between us.
YOU ARE READING
In my feelings
FantasíaShort poems and stories others can relate to. I like to be in my head a lot.