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Nov 2017
I keep lying to myself
Saying I have no expectations
When all I want, is that butterfly sensation
Derived from one of our conversations

Throughout the day
I would glance at you
Receiving the gift of one back, from time to time
Just across from sublime sky blue eyes

Nightfall bestows itself  
Here we are drunken eye to drunken eye
Topics being discussed span a broad spectrum, as I hang on each word
I'm captivated by you, yearning for more of you

The morning I rise & crack my eyes
You're there in front of me sound asleep
Careful not to disturb
I make my way outside

I rolled my morning piff
6AM I watch the sunrise
In tune with nature
Birds sing, tree leaves rustling in the slight breeze

I think about you
How you looked at me
Spoke with me
Laughed with me

How fortunate for me
A morning chat
It wasn't just the liquor
I'm feeling something different & real

Our first embrace
Is sadly our last to this date
I wanted to tell you
I covet you

I hear murmurs that hell has frozen over
You have a "crush" on me?
Reciprocated thoughts
Couldn't be?

In turn, I put the word out
The feeling is mutual
And this is where it begins
The lie of no expectations

I reached out to you
In hopes for a response
To ignite intrigue
And one week later I still wait

Even your friend asks me
About how I feel
I express myself a great deal
Not an appeal simply honest & real  

I wish you would connect with me
Yet, I'm beginning to think
You're going to recant
Realizing you never meant what you said

It wouldn't be the first time
You would be one of many in the line
I've been fooled before
And made one of myself too

This why I try to lie
Say, I have no expectations
When truthfully
I do

By Axton Rupp
Axton Rupp
Written by
Axton Rupp  M/Canada
(M/Canada)   
  501
   Nicole Eden
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