In Short

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I'm sorry to tell you this but we cannot be friends

I do not want to be your friend

I want to kiss your neck and make you hate me for it

When I'm up too late and my mind wonders all I want to do is txt you

Ask you how your day went

And tell you how much I miss you

How I want you

I want you physically

Next to me is where you should be when I fall asleep

Your lips on mine

You like to kiss fast and bite my lip

So let me slow it down as I drag out each minute with this sweet loss of time

Feel me kiss you hard and abrupt

Then as I change the pace as slow as ballroom dancing I will pull away from you

Making you long for more

Allow me to use my tongue to write the poetry on your skin my mind races with too often to put to words

I want you mentally

We have a similar mindset

Both of us striving for a goal to be the absolute best we can be

And when you tell me the things about me that you like very seldom are they in the physical sense

You enjoy how I am an independent person

You are not afraid of me

You are not intimidated by me

...Comfortable...

You tell me all the time how comfortable you are around me

So trapped in the car with a stranger and you can't take your eyes off of me

Reckless driving leads to loud music and your hand on my inner thigh

And I feel comfortable

So unnaturally comfortable

I want you emotionally

I want to you to keep my secrets

Please hold my heart and walk on this uneven line with extreme care

You may find missing pieces

Do not add to the heaviness of one side and make the other lighter

If you do nothing else mend and with action make me feel whole

So you see I cannot be your friend

I have friends and I do not play out scenes in my head of kissing them

They do not make me nervous

I can eat around them

But you

Midnight talks in your car

Running in the rain

Kissing as Ed Sheeran plays in the background

"We are not going to be friends"

-LoveChatty

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