Given the chance,
I'd stay with you forever.
Your kiss grips me tightly,
and holds me from the truth.
Deceits and wrong intentions are all I can think of,
but I am constantly hoping,
and wishing that your love for me is true.
Not a doubt in my mind,
that you're withholding the truth.
But how can I help,
falling into your open arms.
Alone for years,
your company keeps me warm.
No longer able to stand,
the thought of you with someone else.
I push those feelings aside,
and leave without a goodbye.
To continue a life,
without the baggage that you carry alongside.

Seeking for help,
you come to my rescue.
So instantly attached,
a perfected match.
The distance causes a strain,
from two different coasts.
But a love like this,
could no longer be bought,
nor simply found.
Something created amongst ourselves.
A beach and a city,
will forever hold us apart.
All these thoughts,
over a short conversation.
But the moment that I had to go,
and leave you behind.
Will be the moment I regret the most.
Despite my feelings of sadness,
I know what that moment meant,
for you and I.
Which is why,
I smile whenever I hear your name.
Rather than cry.

You crave this certain need for attention,
but once given,
you can't help but look away.
This constant chase for affection,
has driven me mad.
So easily able to let go,
but something always draws me back.
Could it be your soft spoken ways?
Or the way your eyes crinkle with every smile?
I give you exactly what you desire,
but if feels as if it is always lacking.
No longer can I continuously give you my everything,
for nothing in return.
This muse must end so suddenly,
without a thought in mind.
Maybe it's the timing,
that just wasn't right.
Finding any excuse,
to drag myself away from you.

Meeting in such a conspicuous manner,
that makes you ashamed to discuss it with others.
Not a figment, or a catfish,
but could this be real?
From shared interests and conversations,
it seems your "soulmate" truly does exist.
And is evidently closer than you thought.
So take this leap of faith,
and fall in love.
Or withhold,
and search for someone new?
This fear of falsehood seems to restrain us,
but so does the thought of meeting through a screen.
Hoping for the best,
but preparing to be "cat fished"
I suppose.

Not feeling a single day older,
I let the years sink in.
A day we all loved as children,
seems to hold no significance anymore.
I suppose once you hit a certain mark,
everyone stops caring.
This withdrawal of joy,
changes the entire mood.
Not feeling a single day older,
and evidently not caring a single bit.

This unrequited love takes its toll.
A swoon of emotions constantly,
overwhelming me.
About 5 years,
and my heart still lingers in your presence.
Drawing me closer to what I've been hiding from.
A love that could never truly coexist,
and after 5 years,
I have become okay with that.

I should really rest.
Sleep is vital isn't it?
A few hours before the sun rises,
and here I am, wide awake.
Not a thought of remorse,
or tiredness.
Just allowing cloudy thoughts,
to fill my mind.
And I am simply,
wide awake.