Dormant for so long,Then suddenly I am awake
And dancing, laughing, living
The adolescent fantasy
I always wanted.
Things aren't perfect,
I'm still half in and
Half out of everything.
But let me tell you
What this new love I have
Feels like.
It feels like doing everything
In reverse,
It feels like unexplainable forces
Culminating into one moment.
It feels like kissing blindly and badly,
Wholly and without regret
Because it will not matter when you wake the next morning.
But maybe it will this time.
It feels like having the night on
Repeat, of waiting for the messages
And sweet words, it feels like I'm
Unboxing someone new,
I feel that if we had met anywhere else
He wouldn't have even looked at me.
But while he's looking,
I look too- I look at his face;
He's smiling at me.
And in the drunken haze,
Everything else fades way.
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Petrichor
PoetryWe grow old eventually {here are the waking thoughts that consume me}