So many options.
This & that.
It's all too much.
Limit the broad range of everything.
Make things easier, simpler.

I want to settle and be happy with what I choose.
Not to regret later.

Everything seems so complex.
So complicated.
A narrow range would constrain the option of considering and eventually forgetting.
Limit.
Choose.
Decide.

It's all too much.

I despise the coil that wraps around me by your presence.
To live underneath your scent and discover love but I cant express it yet.
I want to know more of what hides behind that smile,
That shocks me breathless and diminishes my insides to a complete stop.
But I’m not willing to surrender what I haven’t yet explored,

Even if its nothing.

My eyes can taste your lips and feel their movement as they brush against my fingertips .

But we mean nothing .

Your hand breaks through my vulnerability and grasps my heart.
You hold such power in your hands .
You let it slip through like tan grain that blend in with the rest of the sand.

Uncertain eyes still make me your possession
But you.
You mean nothing.