there’s a burning in my heart again
it’s clawing at my brain
I hold my breath when I see you
but I have to let it out because
if I didn’t I’d suffocate
which would be pretty pointless
I’d love to tell you how I feel
but I won’t
for fear of rejection
so I’ll sit here
on the sofa of my mind
till someone else claims you
then I’ll kick myself
develop a crush on someone else
and write this poem out again
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