i’ll be forever stuck with this feeling
always dealing with the pull of your person
but concealing my intentions
never revealing, never creating an intervention
but always imagining, channeling my creativity
my ability to think of ways we could be
together, maybe forever, however
reality sets in. it’ll never work between you and me
there is no guarantee that the two of us will live happily
ever after, whenever we’re together there’s no laughter
no amusement, just awkward silence and shyness
not to mention possible ****** tension,
that could cut the air without any further inspection.
we will never be satisfied with one another,
we’re incompatible or maybe we’re just uncomfortable
with dealing with the emotions present at the moment
but you’ve captured my attention, forming somewhat of a connection
that sadly won’t end well unless we’re in an alternate dimension