sometimes i think i don't want to know if you feel the same way i do.
i'd rather keep it to myself.
how i opened my eyes as you slept and thought i was in heaven.
how my heart can't handle when you grin at me.
i'd rather keep it to myself.
i sometimes wonder if when i find out how you feel.
if my heart will no longer long with the longing i don't want to feel.
will i wonder if this is real?
or will my limbs cease to feel.
and i won't be able to control it this time.
YOU ARE READING
love is like a roller coaster
Poetry𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙. the hopeless ramblings of a hopeless romantic. > (completed)
