please don't ask me about my feelings again
cause
I can't stand another lie
don't ever try to figure out
why I look at you like this
cause
I can't find an explanation
without ripping every wall apart
that I built up so carefullyplease don't smile with that kiss on your cheek
cause
I already have to turn away
when you look at me like thatI don't want to make a thing of this
I just want to kiss,
want to push...
against the wall...
I don't need a light,
just want to bite...
I have to stop
cause I can't think of a better sunday morning
than being sleepy right next to
after being awake all night
right on top of youdon't ask me about my feelings again
cause
we don't want to risk an answer
YOU ARE READING
poems.
Poetrybest rank: #29 in #myyouth #35 in #feminism #61 in #selflove #68 in #thoughts #30 in #poetry ~explain what love means to you. •if I could explain my definition of love, I wouldn't ever have to write a poem again•