I love you, but you do not love me.
It is torture
You say you love me, but you do not.
You only want me,
And you make it very obvious.
Telling me your wants and desires
To feel alive.
To feel wanted.
To feel love
I say I love you, but you do not believe me.
You don't believe anyone can love you.
But I do.
I love the way you look at me
When you think I don't see.
I love how you randomly just lay on me
And let me play with your hair.
I love the way you hold me
So lovingly
Without even realizing it.
You kiss me so intensely
I feel my blood trying to pass through my skin.
That may seem gross but it's what I feel.
I also feel other things.
For example,
Butterflies.
I didn't know I could feel them anymore.
I thought that he killed them.
Then you brought them back to life,
But they aren't just in my stomach anymore.
They fly through my entire body
Making my hands and knees shake
Every time you touch me-
Even though it's not often.
You take my breath away
Every time I see you.
My hope is to never breathe again.