Letters and Poems

22: You

The Wind whistles past my window,
It's the calm before the storm.

A shadow of what's to come.

I'm scared and yet...
Not

I've got someone.
Someone I can trust.
Someone I do not fear.

Yet, I feel the fear rusbing towards me.
The fear of them not liking me back.
The fear of being left alone.

I want you,
I need you.
You bring the joy,
The pride.

You're so pretty,
So caring,
Yet solid like a rock.
Someone who doesn't get pushed over.

I respect that.
I like that.

You care,
In your own rights.
You care,
In the way I understand.

You're amazing,
Perfect,
In my eyes.

I want you, Yet...
You dont want me.
So I feel.
So I sleep.
The loneliness
And yet warmth.

You give me all the warmth I need,
And the distance I get.

I like that.
I like you