Being honest with myself pt.2

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Where he makes me feel like this, you make me feel like this.

This is how you make me feel. You make me feel electric, and I want to be wanted by you. I don't know why. I don't know what I see in you. We never talk, we never hang out. As far as I know, we have very little in common. But when I see you peek at me from across the room, a smile lights up my face and butterflies erupt in my stomach. What I have for you, is lust. What I have for you is want. What I have for you is desire. Where most days I feel like this, on occasion I feel like this. You're like a rollercoaster I want to ride, but I'm not tall enough. Of course I want to ride it. All I want to do is ride it and see how it feels, but I'm just not there yet. I'm not good enough.Something about me is holding me back. Whatever the case, I feel something for you , and whether it be this or this, it's there.     


**** ~Irl feelings mixed with creative junk b/c why not~ Enjoy <3

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