I know I can’t have you but you make me want you knowing that you are in a position which doesn’t allow you to have me.
Thinking about you has become second nature however I’m fighting my feelings that are already there. I ask myself “how did this happen” why me ? Then I see your smile ,I have my answer and the way you light up when you smile leaves me weak to the point that I can’t stand on my own. Your laugh is music to my ears, your voice is medicine to my soul, all I need is a little bit but could this very same medicine be the death of me? Are you busy killing me slowly? I’m turning into a victim of love. The way you look at me makes me feel like I’m the only boy in the world, I’m your Eiffel Tower if you only allow me to light up your world. My perfect moment is when you look at me, the way you do without saying a word, the way our eyes meet and connect for a moment is just the two of us. I call it our language because no one else gets it but us.
When you touch me it feels like my body is melting in your hands, you are the fire my body needs to stay warm at the same time I’m scared that this very fire can burn me out. My lips can’t simply forget yours, the fire I felt when our lips met for the first time, felt like I was falling from a high building and you were right there to catch me, your kisses set my lips on fire and now you want to kill it. I was fine without you, why did you ask me about my feelings, knowing you can’t keep the fire burning that you have started. Hating you has crossed my mind like the wind blowing on a cold winter morning but then my heart is heated up by your voice like the sun heats up the earth on a cold afternoon.
Why are we fighting this? I’m ready to fall for you completely but I’m not sure you will be there to catch me.
It kills me slowly when you ask me to stop thinking about you in that way.
If you can’t be happy with me, I hope you will be happy with the person you with. Your happiness is my favourite season, seeing you laugh is my summer, seeing you smile is my spring.
Could this be the end to my short lived fairytale?