Thoughts flash clearly in mind then blur out of focus. Too blurry to put into words. Just like this thing... So maybe I'll just keep silent and awkward. And (hopefully) you'll stick around, bound by your instinctual curiosity.
I've never been a good judge of distance. I seem to be even worse at calculating whatever this is between us. Nameless and beautiful it will linger.
We can watch a movie together, share popcorn, and laugh together... But not sit too close..... because there's something lying delicately between us (and I might miss something important in the movie).
This thing, whatever it is, adds flame to my soul.. And some semblance of balance to my head. I don't know what it is. But I like it. (And I'm not big on labels anyways).
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Nociception & Nonsensical Metaphors
PoetryPretty writings! Mostly poetry about being in love (but theres other stuff too ^_^) Hope you like!! (2015)
