torn phoenix
Before I begin, this will prolly end up as a collection of poems. Its about a girl I like, and I think she might like me too. Its sorta about navigating my way into her heart fr and ending up with her. The inside of a teens heart, if you will.
The Unsent Dispatch
My Darling M (name redacted), you dont know I like you, but I cant help but think of what could be. I think of you daily. I know you look at me. I look at you too. I never know what to say to you, and I hope you forgive me for that. You deserve the best. But I love it when you talk. I love it when I hear you laugh over something dumb with your friends. Your voice is intoxicating, your eyes mesmerizing. If they were an ocean, I'd drown. I'd want to sink down, down, down. Your presence intoxicates me more than a sea of whiskey ever could. I know the bad about you, so let me know the good. Let me learn your flaws, your little habits, what you enjoy. The things that make you you. Let me show you love like no one ever has. Let me be your sword and shield. Let me be the wings to your Icarus. And when you fly too high, let me stay with you as you fall. Your beauty is enchanting. If you asked me to, I'd run. I'd run and run and run. I'd pray in that field with you like you're Jenny and im forrest. But for now, I'll keep waiting for the day to come. The day you finally realize I want you. The day we can be together.