Touch me. Hold me. Feel me.
Someday I shall be yours in every sense of touch.
Write me. Read me. Watch me.
Someday I shall be yours in every sense of sight.
Can you listen hard?
I am breathing through the pores of this thin shell.
I am hoping to break out.
I am hoping to break out to you.
You are my crush and I am your paper.
I admire you through the walls of this porcelain skin.
Hoping you will take notice of me,
because,

I will never speak.