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How odd is the feeling
Happy yet Sad
Something bringing your
Smile down
Yet
Immediately after your
Cheeks are hurting
From making my
Mouth a hammock

Such an weird sensation,
To have such glee,
And great sorrow,
Both at once.
Not even competing but,
In a tandem,
Doubling up on you.
Get the switch as if
You blink your eyes and now
You are filled by the opposite
Feeling.

Torture, it is!
Filling your mind,
With false fantasies
To justify this mental melting,
But what's the goal,
Of these manic magicians,
Opposites with simplistic similarity.

How so?
Well, they can easily
Mesh together,
And leave your mental
Sapped!

Wait,
Let me relax,
Don't let them mix like that,
But otherwise let them just drift...

Happy yet Sad
Sad yet Happy
This is a poem
About...
Nothing special honestly
I just wanna write
Or in this case type
Just letting my fingers move
All along my keyboard
Creating these lines
Mostly just letting them go
Do their thing before
Well before I have time
To change and alter them
I don't know
I guess this is a cool enough poem
I don't know I was just writing
You ever get a
Sharp pain
Right in your
Chest?
Then instead of
Freaking you instead that
Person pops up
And then you are
Instantly angry
But at the fact you
Want their presence
Their energy
How dare they tease
Mentally with their
Gorgeous appearance
In our heads
Ah crazy what the
Heart asks for
Nothing bad just that person driving you crazy and not knowing :)
Open your eyes
What do you see?
A good time
About  to happen
The question now
Where will you be?
Having such fun
Amongst us all
Or sat on the outside
Watching us all
Go crazy
What do I know?
I know that,
My heart cries,
Out for someone,
Who though?
Maybe the one I feel,
Or could it be,
A total stranger,

What do I know?
Other than that,
My heart cries,
It reaches out,
Beating harder,
With each thought,
To share its love,
But,
I'm not trying to,
Put it back together,
Again.
I should maybe listen,
Because,
What do I know?
Am I going,
Insane?
No I cant be,
That's quite impossible,
There's no way,
None whatsoever,
Why would I be,
Going mad?

Could it be that,
I'm starting to crave things,
Like your touch,
Upon my skin,
Your voice inside my head,
Your lips hugging mine,
But all these things,
Why?
What's making it all,
Irresistible?

Is it maybe?
That it's been,
So very long since,
Romance and I have been,
Locked in a room together,
Seven minutes of heaven,
At the very least,
Of course I crave,
The whole night.
Oh no,
Have I found it,
The reason why,
I've been craving it all.

Where are you hiding,
Why must you hide,
I thought we were,
Well we were,
Close,
Obviously not now,
Well now I know that,
Until we agree,
Romance will continue to,
Drive me mad.
I do wonder.
If I may possibly be...
Cursed?

Maybe,
Don't develop feelings anymore,
We're trapped in,
Insanity...

You talk to someone.
You get interested.
You start to get feelings,
But out of respect,
You hold them back.
We talk a lot,
Then out of nowhere,
A shift in the world...

Either one or both of these...
You get bored of me,
You see that I'm just,
For you.
Or...
You find someone,
I no longer catch your eye.
Yet for both,
It's just zero communication.

So now I have all this,
Small information of you,
Making me once again,
Get upset about being,
Too interested,
In making someone
Smile.

I guess I must be,
Cursed.
I've been wanting to write this for a while. Finally just did it.
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