I was never the poetic type,
but you’re making me see things in a different light.
Maybe it’s all my bottled up feelings.
I never did have anyone to talk to about these foolish things.
Your presence corrupts my every thought and makes me choke up.
And the way i never get to see that beautiful smile of yours makes me want to throw up.
And i blame myself. I randomly caught feelings one night.
i’m sorry, for not one of my thoughts about you is right.
I disguise it as wanting to be friends.
But what i really want is this unrequited love to end.
when we lock eyes, my heart stutters and my knees go weak.
I’m tired of constantly feeding off your presence like a leech.
I’m trying to figure out what i should say or do
and all i can confidently say is:
im so fucking in love with you.
