I shouldn't feel like this.
I really,
truly,
shouldn't.
Why does everything feel right,
when you're near?
Why can't I stop thinking about you,
when you're gone?
I should just ignore it.
Let it pass.
Get over it.
I really,
truly,
should.
And I just might.
But no matter how hard I try,
my heart always does this weird,
thump,
thump,
da-thump,
thing when I think of you.
And I hate it.
I hate that you make me feel things I don't want to feel.
I hate how relaxed I feel around you.
I hate that weird,
thump,
thump,
da-thump thing my heart does.
I hate it.
I hate it!
I HATE IT!
And I hate that you don't feel the same.
Dedicated to Ayumi Esponda
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Just A Bunch Of Words
PoetryBecause that's all life really is, isn't it? A bunch of words?
