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Post by aims on Oct 28, 2018 18:46:49 GMT -6
When I see her I am overflowing with my passionate desire for her for days afterward but then I will wake in the night with her on my mind and something in me will remind me how she'd never want me and might even freak out if she knoew of my feelings for her if she read my poems and knew they were about her, she might feel a need to be cool toward me so as not to encourage my feelings these are thoughts or fears that harrass my poor heart in the middle of the night, after which I try for any number of days to keep my mind busy with other things because those thoughts, those fears make my heart ache I know I cannot have her but I don't need to think about how much she wouldn't want me, it makes me weep and ache.
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Post by anirbas on Oct 28, 2018 20:32:28 GMT -6
Deep and sad as waking from a good dream you can't quite remember...
For what it's worth, if I were the witch I've been called most of my life, I'd zap her with a "love our Amy" spell.
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Post by darkness0within on Oct 29, 2018 7:35:58 GMT -6
I agree with anirbas aims. Deep and sad is a good way to put it. However it also seems to be that eternal battle between head and heart going on here.
Your sadness is eloquently put my friend.
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