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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