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Jul 2019
I lie to myself, when I’m around you.
I tell myself that I am content just being your friend.
But the truth is I want so much more.

I’m your go to girl, whenever you need someone around,
Why can’t I be the girl you fall for?
I love you in a way that is almost criminal.

I sit beside you and fight the urge to reach out,
For your hand.
We go for long drives and I sit there and memorize,
The color of your eyes,
The sound of your voice,
The bells in your laughter,
And I just keep falling.

I want to tell you how I feel,
But we’ll both regret it.
So I tell you inside my head.
I tell you, how hard it is to look at you,
And force myself to see you as a friend,
When really I look at you,
And see someone I love.

I want more with you.
I want to touch you in ways that would haunt you,
I want to kiss you in the middle of downtown,
During traffic so everyone can see.
I want you to lay your head in my lap,
So I can brush your hair away from your eye.
I want to lay in your arms,
With my head on your chest and just listen
To your heart beat.

There is no one like you anywhere else.
And someone like you, was meant to
Love someone like me.
Persephone Faust
Written by
Persephone Faust  31/F
(31/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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