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What she does to me.

She interrupts my sleep, keeping me awake until the wee hours only to creep into my dreams when I am adrift.
she does not chase, but loves the pursuit. Makes me wait for the uncertain, strings me along only to let me see her when I demand the presence. Her kiss gives me strength to endure her absence, her smile melts the wall around my heart, her laughter pulls the strings and opens the curtains, I let her in even though I am just a waste if her time, but to me she is just a waste of my energy. I wish we were to together so we could waste everything tonight.
I frighten her to the core, she has never met a love like me before. We are great together, I could just live with her for eternity and never question another moment like I have done about others. She loves me she loves me not?
What she does to me is drive me crazy, show her how much I care. I just have to find out what I do to her, Do I arrive in her dreams, do I make her heart skip a beat? Or is this all a wishful fantasy, where I am the fool and she just continues to live life without me?
What she does to me is vicious but pure, excuse me now, I must go knock on her door…..

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