"Always the wanting,
Never the wanted."
A phrase I was told
Too often.
It made my world seem upside down,
backwards,
black and white,
and I wrote letters on my skin
in attempt to fights battles
I thought I could never win.
They were just children
who couldn't understand
that the love that I would receive
would be
Powerful.
True.
Daring.
Intimate.
Real.
They wouldn't be able to
wrap their tiny minds around
all of the sound.
I grew up
to be quite a woman.
A free spirit,
a mustang sprinting
at full speed.
Irresistible,
or so it seems.
You could gently touch my skin,
but your fingers would begin to burn.
Your mind would spin,
and your heart would pound.
But it's because you want me.
Hearing that you love me
is one thing,
but knowing that your palms sweat
when I smile at you
is another thing.
And even though I've grown
and only known what it looks like
to want something
that i can't have,
or long for someone
who doesn't choose me,
I continue to have hope
and be strong.
"I am not nothing."
YOU ARE READING
5'
Poezie[✓] my heart bleeds the things that my mind sometimes cannot say to you. I hope this book reaches you in time. "Five Feet Apart. Are you in?"
