Your
Lingering touch
Concerned voice
Teasing texts
Playful smile--

Since when
Did my unwavering heart start
Aching
Yearning for more,
Unapologetically greedy.
Ah. He's
The One.
My heart whispers
As gentle as you
"Yes"
But my mouth pridefully yells
"No"

Stressed
Depressed
A mess
My dress
A tangle on the floor
I can't live like this anymore

The edge is not the end
So I fall

As did the angels

it's easy being unconventional
and outlandish
when there's someone around
to make you feel
less strange
and more yourself