By chance we met.
With a few simple words
And a few simple gestures,
I was yours and
You were mine.
Problem is,
We've never truly met.
I see you through a screen.
My eyes wander over pixels
Instead of pigments.
I see what you say
Instead of hearing it.
Will we ever meet beyond
The glass of a phone?
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I long for you.
I want to feel your arms
wrapped around me
protecting me from the world
I can't handle.
I want to hear your voice
whisper in my ear
beautiful nothings
in your language or mine.
I want to smell your scent
bury my face in your
neck and fall into
a blissful euphoria.
I want to see your eyes
and have them become my new
favorite color because they're the
warmest color I've ever seen.
I want to taste your lips on mine
moving together like
waves against the shore,
meeting and never separating.
I want to get lost in you.
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In these 164 words, I have described how I feel about a certain someone. It's so hard to love someone whom you've never met in person. It's hard knowing that you could be in love with a catfisher. I'm putting a lot on the line loving who I do, and it takes a toll on me mentally.
In fact, I flirted with another guy and immediately was so guilty that I did so. I thought that I had hurt my guy. I was so freaked out that I had a panic attack. It was one of the scariest things I've ever encountered.
I'm sorry to those who thought this was an update, but I just felt like sharing this poem with you guys.
Hope you guys are well. If you ever need someone to talk to, I am always here.
I love you all. You're all such babes.
-W ♡
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Twisted and Torn (afi/lrh)
Fanfiction{ COMPLETED } Britain never thought that she would ever be the apple of a boy's eye, much less two. She soon realized that she would leave herself and the boys twisted and torn.
