A Recollection Of The Heart

Killing Me Softly

It's been awhile since I've felt like this

or maybe it's the first time and I'm confusing it with some other pleasure.

But today I had this surge of courage so,

I tell you I love you

and you look at me with those eyes

I tend to get lost in

and the gravity of my confession weighs on me like a back pack full of the pieces of that wall you tore down.

I'm waiting on your response and you ask me how did you come to feel this way?

You can't say the things you say to me,

you can't hold me the way you do,

you cant look at me like that

and you sure as hell can't kiss me like that

and be confused as to how I came to love you.

You should be confused as to how you didn't see it.

Say you love me.

It's time for you to confess

because I felt it in the last time you kissed me and you lingered on my lips wanting to be there forever.

You pull me in close,

Your fingertips are pressed against my back releasing your true desires

and I know you want me.

but I need you.

I need you to say you love me.

Stop killing me softly.

Don't look at me like you don't know how I came to love you

because you did it.

you loaded the gun

you told cupid where to aim

you picked up the sledgehammer and tore down the walls in front of my heart.

So say you love me

For real this time.