Sunday, September 25, 2011

Not Interested in Being Friends

Stop asking if he loves you back
if he felt like me you wouldn't have to ask

The pale walls I built into my stare
you would see if you actually cared.
I'd pressed against my lips an astounding silence
uncharacteristic of a man drunk in your presence
but it's fear that motivates this
you're drop dead gorgeous
and I can't take it
I can't get out my words not that I could find any anyway
wait! where are you going?
Please stay,
I need your gaze
Those eyes
Oh god, those eyes
I feel like I'm drowning
and I don't mind
I feel like I'm dying
and I don't mind

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