I am so in love with you.
You are so radiant.
I wish I could be enough
But I over think.
I become a version
I do not want to be
I want to tell you it's not really me
I will pull you out of the air
But you are gone
This meaningless perpetual
Embarrassment should not
Be prolonged
Soon I must abandon you
Your safe stance, your gentle hands,
Your nice shoes.
Your morals and handsome shadow
But oh your smile
I will remember it always
It has made me smile back
Without a thought
If you knew
That you are radiant
And when you smile at me
For a moment,
So am I.
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
PoetryWe grow old eventually {here are the waking thoughts that consume me}
