I hate hugs - - but i would do anything to be held by him so closely
The way people hum music to one anyone makes me turn away. I know I understand why.
Each thing that I furrow my eyebrows at or scrunch my face for, is each thing I want.
So simple but hard.
I have to show that I have my own reasons to be for myself - - self respect I think..?
But I'm so in love and it's not without you.
My pride becomes washed and my reasons get dragged away. You are inside my dreams.
So simple but hard.
Not just to walk up to you and see your Curly strands of hair hang over your piercing eyes.
Am I too young for this? Feels like I can't move. I've been confused as of late.
I should do what I feel, follow what the sound I want to walk towards. What my eyes follow.
Not for you or too think about others opinions.
Because i know baby i know i would miss you if i walked away right now.
I'm breaking down but that bass line, that trumpet solo and the heavy drums all feel so light.
My heart just stopped thinking about you.
I was and now am on fire for you.
And hopefully you can help put it out or maybe just fuel it.
YOU ARE READING
when my lighter drops
Poetryhow i feel, how i felt, the way i write. small things i talk about in my mind