The Wait

pg 5

i'm being selfish

i just keep wanting more and more

the more i get the more i love it

the more i long for it

i just hope i'm not taking too much

taking advantage of it

i miss how you told me i meant so much to you

building me palaces out of paragraphs

it felt endless

you crashed through my walls and stole every bit of me

but as my feelings get deeper i get more anxious

i build them back up, almost embarrassed to welcome you in

what if when you get to know me better you don't like me as much anymore

what if you're weirded out, or annoyed

or worst

disappointed

i've tried being more open

but it seems i am only making a fool of myself

not only am i behaving like a drama queen

but a total freak

so i panicked and built more walls

i stacked each brick as high as i could

but you're taller than me

so you get to stride right over them

its not fair that you're always one step ahead of me

maybe that's another thing i love about you