I don't want to think of you
Like this
Anymore
Actually
It's not that I don't want to
It's just
There's no point
We're impossible
I need to come back to earth
My small room
And my small world
And stop thinking
That this could be
Anymore than a fantasy
All you are
Is a fictionalized version of yourself
That lives in my mind
And that isn't your fault
It's mine
This entire fantasy
Is all mine
But you are not
And I have to start remembering that
Every time I get too close
And daydream
About the way your soft eyelashes
Trace the edges of your beautiful eyes
As you stare into mine
When it's too dark outside
And all I want to be
Is near you
All you are
Is a boy that I don't know
And all you are
Is a boy
That I can never have.
YOU ARE READING
Butterfly
PoetryI'm more into writing stories and fiction, but I thought I'd give poetry a try. This book is an ongoing collection of poems or short phrases I have written throughout this past year, mainly about having hopeless crushes, learning how to grow up, and...
