Open me

Sitting here,

breathing,

thinking.

What?

Why?

How?

This all appears surreal,

fake,

lies,

wondering how it started.

Worried.

Afraid.

Glancing at you,

hopeful,

loving.

It's your fault

I swear, 

I love

You.

Late for school,

oh,

well.

Forgetting you,

yeah,

right.

Hoping you will

forgive,

forget.

I need you,

close,

warm.

I want your

heart,

love.

Is it true?

You

love,

Me?

Reviews

[Inspiring Writer]

Nice shot. Love is such a bizarre that makes folks lost in some kinda dilemma of their own thoughts, consciously. It's a real feeling when the heart misses someone and wants that someone so badly but sometimes, it's all seemed fake &, as you already mentioned, so "surreal" in the world. Nothing you get outta it except... the foreplay of your own mazes. Very deep poetry. Brightly written. Look forward to read you.

[Not Your Typical New Yo..]

Very heart felt and emotional. I like how you question and then answer yourself, as if you know what the answer all ready is.

[Meagan Reynolds]

Thank you! This was written to my very first boyfriend, and he crumpled it and threw it away haha Wasn't sure if it was any good or not ^u^