I don't just want to sleep with you.
I have undefined feelings for you,
which span past that.
Now I'm getting worried.
Back in your cage, heart,
this isn't safe ground.
You could stop talking to me tomorrow,
and I wouldn't even know
what to do with myself.
If I never spoke to you again,
it would cause me much sorrow.
What is this I'm doing?
A person doesn't try to keep
something they cant even see.
Enough nonsense, mind,
this isn't the time.