Watching you…

 


Watching you

Creepes me out

Cause it let me know 

How much I’ve changed.


How the butterflies 

And the exacerbation 

I feel in my mind

Just by imagining touching you 

Makes me weak.


Watching you 

It’s one xtrem sport

That further than scuba or skydiving

push myself to try 

To dare

A little more


Cause it’s not easy feel your heart so open

For the face of someone 

Who haven’t say hello

Who might never feel the same 

Or who barely says hi 

For politeness


Watching you

Makes me feel like a child

So hungry for a hug

For see you walking next to me 

That made me ashamed of

How the same feelings 

that are used to built families

it might grant me an appointment 

With some shrinks


I know love is the magic glue 

Able to join Two different worlds

But what is this feeling?

Just a son of my imagination ?

A refraction of my needs?


And I would certainly agree

But it’s been decades here

And I don’t remember the last time 

Even though the first is very clear 

That someone shake me to my knees.


With the difference 

that I was young back then

And the pretty things

were easier to believe


I don’t know if besides

your dogs and friends

Do you share love.


And if I’m crazy at some point; 


Is because I really don’t care

I don’t want to be a prison

Or a guard.


I just would like to understand why

Everytime I see you 

I don’t know if I’m more afraid

To lose you than to meet you

Because something on me 

says I’m not enough 

That I will disappoint you 

That I will let you down


What is this raunchy air

Within the space 

That seems to encourage me

While it brings you down

That make me feel fearless

While every inch on me

Is melting down.


What is that magic 

That lies on you

That awakens the best of my soul 

And at the same time…the worst?



DABM

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