Way too comfortable
& the strange hope
that keeps trying to inflate
my weary heart
Is a terrible thing
There's too much
to talk me out of it
& who wants
a reluctant lover
I miss knowing
every moment
that I wanted to
dive into someone's love
& arms & dreams
to consume them
& be their everything
You should never feel
awkward & shamed
by who you pursue
if that's the case,
think of the spared
hearts & egos
I may not know
what I truly want
but I know this confusion
isn't where I belong
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