Love From Me

Undoing Me

Why are you like this, so intoxicating it's making me drunk? Stop making me feel this way, I can't deal with it. You make me come undone. It's just the way it is, it's just the way you are with me. God dammit, please stop messing with my head, and my heart. I can't take it anymore. It's making me feel uneasy but curious, I can't stop myself, you had me at Sugar Plum Fairy. You like classical music and I like classical music.

I feel like melting into a pool of chocolate whenever we stare at each other awkwardly without saying anything. You just know that that stare means so much. I kind of like the awkward tension that we create, just by staring at each other. It's hard to describe it. I don't have to say anything, just have to look and you know that person is in your corner.

We don't have to talk, just have to stare at each other. And that's our communication.

I could go on forever and how much I adore this friendship. Why hadn't we met earlier? Oh well. Better late than never.

Why do you stare at me like that? Is there something on my face? Am I a painting in your eyes or am I something you have to look at over and over again to find a meaning or a purpose? Like a painting by Da Vinci? What is it? What can't you get out verbally? I feel like I can't get it out either. It's stuck in my throat. I have to do something tangible. Which is slightly awkward. Especially when everyone is around. I hope we can get some time to be alone.

When everyone is quiet or out, or not asking us questions, it's hard to express myself without being awkward. I guess you can feel it too. Or do I remind you of someone? Someone that you met in the past. Because you remind me of someone that I met in the past. Without the awkwardness of being a teenager or preteen. Kak naschet tebya, moy drug? How about you, my friend? Mo charaid, a bheil gaol agam ort? My friend, do I love you?