You're getting closer.
You're getting touchy.
You're confusing me.
I'm not sure how to act and it makes me think if you really do feel
anything at all.
Do you?
I can't ask you directly, and me being a very un-straighforward person, well, that doesn't help either.
I don't want to ruin everything.
Especially since we only have about one month left to spend.
It's impossible to describe your affect upon me,
but I'll continually try to.
YOU ARE READING
Shut Your Eyes (February 2011 - August 2011)
PoetryI'm like an actor who forgets his lines because of stage-fright. I can't trust myself. So let my writings speak for my heart and for my head, let them say the words I can't say aloud. This is all I've got, since being quiet and contemplative hasn't...