Both my heart and my mind,
are so confused
you've drawn them both into this complicated ruse.
Both you and I,
can feel the same tension
yet in these emotions, you're all i can mention.
Love, hurt, grieve repeat.
Please let me have some room to breath.
Im dying from all of this repetition
my emotions are collapsing
pushing my thoughts of love into submission.
I write what i feel, and feel what i write.
but in writing, i can't express this confusion
nor fright.
Fright of the same, fright of rejection.
Im afraid, that you could be a teacher.
With heartbreak, as your lesson.
Are you sincere,
or are you just fishing ?
Fishing for another lovesick boy to invest in.
I swear im not easy,
I swear i am true.
But for some reason,
some unknown reason.
I can easily fall, for you.
I'm just writing about how i feel using the words that come to mind. Although, I'm not sure if my mind knows what its doing as of now. If whomever this may be about deciphers the fact that it is about them, i apologize if i seem rude or anything of the sort.
Also, part of this sounds "dr.seuss-y" and it kind of bothers me, i apologize.