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456 · Mar 2014
What kind?
Atlas Rover Mar 2014
In my life as a whole, what kind of person do you see me as?
Tonight, I merely want to hold your hand,
Even if just for this moment, I want to be in your future.

Lately I've been slipping away,
Sinking into my own darkness.
Let somehow, in those barren nights,
Your smile lit up my days.

These repeating days,
Intensify my desire for you.
Oh you do not realize what I would give,
To merely gaze at your smiles.

Yet this desire is new.
I do not lust for the taste of your lips.
The sacrilegious thought horrifies me.
All that I want is happiness for you,

With or without me.

In fact, I don't think I can ever try to claim you,
For all my bravery, seeking you out scares me the most.
Better to love you from afar,
Than to shatter my heart.

A simple reply, an answer weaved of two words,
Would scatter my essence.
I'm scared to hear you respond that way
I can't hold my ­balance, crumbling in this dilemma

In my life as a whole, what kind of person do you see me as?
Tonight, I merely want to hold your hand,
Even if just for this moment, I want to be in your future.

— The End —