Small talk, playful banter
Is this flirting?

Gentle touches, eye gazing
Is this intimacy?

Quick glances, endless chasing
Is this serious?

Truth is
I don't know

But I catch myself slightly smiling because of you.

Your smile lights my world
Sets it all ablaze
Crooked yet perfect
In every way
When it dances across your face
I smile too
Because how could i not when
The dimple on your left cheek
The creases under your eyes
The light in your irises
Hits your face like a tidal wave of beauty
Your smile isnt some beauty-pageant smile
Not reahearsed
Practiced
Plastic
Cold
Its a smile like sunrays
Warm
Happy
inviting
Playful
Beautiful

You say that we're fine..
But..
Will you still love me the same?
Will you still wrap your arms around me and hold me close?
Will you still help me when I'm a mess?
Will you still make me feel like I'm the only person you need?
Will you love me as much as I love you?
Because I would love it if you did.
Even if there was nothing more behind the action than a friendly gesture,
I would love it if you graced your lips upon my cheek again.
I would love it if you cuddled me in the public mall, where anyone could see, once more.
I would love it if we stayed the same, even though we're different.

I stare at the crowd
rapid breath intakes
sweaty palms
I can't do this

I look back at her
telling her I can't do it
don't overreact
she says

my heartbeat is deafening
faster
faster
as if it wants to escape

I can do this
I think
but i know I can't

I'll fail
fail
f a i l

I feel nauseous
why am i so stupid
all I have to do is go there
just walk
**** it
why am i afraid?

I can do this,
I convince myself again
but my heart and sweaty palms
told me otherwise  

I look back to her again
with my pleading eyes
on the verge of crying

it's so simple
how can you fail,
everyone else can do it
she says

simple for her,
but I am not her
nor everyone else

why are you forcing me?

i bite my lip,
so hard that it's bleeding

I stammer
but- I - can't-do- it

why can't you understand?

i believe we were meant to fall in love
the way a hurricane is meant for destruction
or the way rain crashes down mid-winter

we were meant to destroy each other
the way two young hearts do when
they collide with the force of destiny

S.W

You stab me in the back with a knife,
and I apologize for bleeding on it.

Your hands were like summer

But your heart was pure winter