you hate storms and the sound of thunder
all the while it sings me to sleep
and i think about how you hastily kissed my cheek in the rain before you drove away,
i think about it way too much for it to be healthy
i know nothing will ever come of these feelings but they're here so i might as well write them down because lord knows i wouldn't be able to form them in my throat.
i am purely consumed by you,
consumed by the thoughts running through my head everyday,
the voices in my head saying i wouldn't be good enough for you
but i want to be i want to be that person for you.
i want to hold you when the storms come
i want to love you when you're crying on the floor and when you're dancing around the room in pure bliss
i want to be there for every single moment good or bad
i want to feel this happiness i have around you forever.
you may be leaving soon but why should that matter,
we may be kids right now but what's the harm in the happiness that could emerge
i'll admit i don't know what love is or how it feels, but i want to, and i'm ready to.