you scare me.
or,
not you-
but the thought,
the emotion…
this desire
to be near to you.
something that
hasn’t bothered me before.
a feeling
that doesn’t
tear me apart,
but instead
leaves me
with a sense
of wanting.

that’s it.
i want you.

i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry
i’m sorry
i’m
sorry.

i’m out of my place
and out
of my mind.
it’s not obsession,
oh no,
but it’s there
and i shouldn’t feel
this
for anybody.

it scares me.
i don’t have
any control.
what frightens me
even more
is that,
even then,
i don’t care.

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