I wish I could lie In your arms,
and listen to your heartbeat while I fall asleep.
I'm drunk at the thought of loving you,
but it hurts to know that you may not feel the same way.
The TV is a cold comfort,
I need to hear your voice.
I'm mad about you, do you know how many stories I've written about you?
That's how much I love you,
but you think I'm a fool for falling for you.
Aren't we all fools?
And I'm the biggest fool of all. Damn it, you.
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Love and other feelings: a poetry anthology
PoetryLove poetry from a disabled woman's perspective. WARNING: a bit raunchy! You've been warned :P