when i began to adore you
you became nervous
i began to place you into my future
and predict your actions as if you were a toy in my dollhouse
i wrote of my longings as if they were memories
and it scared you
commitment wasn't in your vocabulary
but you kept me around in the outer edges of your life
like a song humming in the background
that'd never been your favorite
when all along
i thought you were falling deeper in love with me every single day
YOU ARE READING
heartbeat.
Poetry"i liked believing i was your novel, instead of a two page poem in the book of your life"
