i really want to talk to you.
i want to be the reason you smile
i want to hear your laughter fill the room
i want you to feel comfortable
i want to show you what you want to see
to give you what you want
i want it to be perfect
i want you to want to be around me
it fills me with joy
a fuzzy feeling i adore
and every time it's going great
you glimpse at another across the floor
maybe i'm an attention whore
jealousy
it isn't bad anymore i swear
i want you to have fun
as long as you're happy
i shouldn't care
not near as much as i find myself caring
just because it's not me
i care so much it hurts
your eyes like sun
your attention like lightning
i'm stuck in place unable to move
this has happened before
subtle as ever
the movements to show my distain
yet never enough for you to notice
i've made sure
RBF does wonders
hiding my true feelings
they are never romantic
rather infatuation
idealization
teetering towards obsession
my imagination is my head not my heart
it won't pull apart at the seams
i just want you to look at me
to smile and laugh
even if i'm a limp string
in your web of connections
keep me there
apart of you
please
