When I first met him,
I really did feel something,
The initial meet,
Swept me off my feet,
My heart grew fonder,
As time made me ponder,
How my life could plan out with you,
And at the start,
It was great,
I was after the chase,
But you started to show true colours,
He was too perfect,
To good to be true,
That I had to step back,
I couldn't enjoy this view,
He is too brilliant,
Too reliable,
And sensible,
Incredible,
Knew exactly what to say to make my day,
So many lines he used,
He respected my space,
My independence,
Never made me wait,
And still to this time,
He is always there,
Becoming slightly overbearing,
He's quoting lyrics,
Poetry,
Anything to make himself more lovely,
And although it's nice,
It's too much attention,
He acts like he's claimed me,
I am only for his eyes,
And it's never been like this,
I have someone so infatuated,
That he would easily lay down his life,
But I don't know what to do,
I feel like I'm faking a smile,
Every single day,
And I'm running out of things to say,
Sure I'm comfortable,
Everything is fine,
But I miss the rushes,
Having my adrenaline pumping,
From even one stare,
My heart would skip a beat,
But with him,
That's honestly not happening.
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