Often I think of you,
maybe too much at times,
but you are a love I have never experienced,
even though I have never experienced love,
your snow white skin creates a vibrancy for your fragile blue eyes,
it always seems like you believe in me, even when I lack belief in myself,
your words are my wings when my day has hit rock bottom,
You have two years on me but I always feel like we were born to be,
or maybe we were all born to believe that love belongs to us,
and maybe that is my reason for thriving...You, but am I allowed to love you?
Love,
it bobbles in my hands when I try to use it,
it makes me wonder how can I love without knowing what love is or having anything to compare to it,
For the longest I believed that love was a feeling something you showed toward someone,
but maybe I'm mistaken,
maybe it's what I'm feeling now,
Weightless,
yet heavy with love to give away,
please,
just tell me it's hopeless now...Cassandra,
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 7:19 PM UTC
Often I think of you,
maybe too much at times,
but you are a love I have never experienced,
even though I have never experienced love,
your snow white skin creates a vibrancy for your fragile blue eyes,
it always seems like you believe in me, even when I lack belief in myself,
your words are my wings when my day has hit rock bottom,
You have two years on me but I always feel like we were born to be,
or maybe we were all born to believe that love belongs to us,
and maybe that is my reason for thriving...You, but am I allowed to love you?
Love,
it bobbles in my hands when I try to use it,
it makes me wonder how can I love without knowing what love is or having anything to compare to it,
For the longest I believed that love was a feeling something you showed toward someone,
but maybe I'm mistaken,
maybe it's what I'm feeling now,
Weightless,
yet heavy with love to give away,
please,
just tell me it's hopeless now...Cassandra,
I'm never sure about anything