a desire I'm not sure I can accept
a desire I'm not sure I really want
a desire that I'm not sure whether I can truly rid myself of
a desire I can't easily express
the urge to kiss her
the dream to hold her
the thought that if only we could have forever
i fall for people all too easily
despite myself, I remain idealistic
and it doesn't even matter anymore does it
I'm addicted to the feeling, the feeling of being alive, of being able to love, even like someone, to remind myself that I am human, that I am sexual, that I am who I am, an unrequited lover, the girl always picked last, the girl craving not just any attention, but the attentiveness of a lover, a close friend, or someone in between.
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