...to mingle?
I dunno.

I wish I could unravel
The cords in my head
That electrify my wants and needs
That are never fed

Loneliness is cool
Really, it's fine
It makes you feel free
-he don't miss being mine....

And I can talk
With whomever I choose
Say what I want
With nothing to lose

Ensnare me and take me
Make me forget
And remember that feeling
I'm trying to forget

You seem so sure.
Now I have to be the one to take charge
And ask:
How long has it been me?
When will I ever get to see your beautiful face in motion?
Where will be the landing spot for my delicate feet, where I first spot you?
And why....WHY?
Why am I
-humbled, annoying, and too quirky-
The one you choose?

I don't care what land we end up in.
Narnia, Middle Earth, purgatory....
It doesn't matter to me.
Just hold me.

I suppose we could become legend.
Or we could weave ourslves a knoll
In which to rest
And one day
Maybe one day
We could.....

What if I told you that silver tongues speak the same language
A twisting of deceit
And turning of adrenaline

What if I told you that my silver tongue
Is lying in wait
To meet yours?

Do you know
Your words
Are disobedient?

They defy gravity and fly off the page
Racing up and down my spine like wild horses

Just tell me once and for all
If this is real....
Pinch me.

You'll be wearing Camo
I'll be wearing that navy blue dress
I rarely wear
Because I'm so self concious

And what happens then
Will transfer your smile
To my lips
In whatever means
You choose

Well, that makes sense.
Waiting can be hell but if there is a prize, I'm game.
Competition? Yes. I can sacrifice.
But when you go away, I'll be so sad.
But I'll wave and smile
As you go off
To fulfill your dreams
And that smile is on your face
Permanently

The after wash of that blush
Won't go away.....
Are you really smiling?
Wish God would bless me enough
To let me see...
And my blush would tinge me head to toe.

I don't know, what is it young people do in these situations?
I won't Romeo and Juliet my way through life, but God, I want to explore this.
Everything.
You.

Well then, if that's the case....

May I dare to ask
What it is
You'd like to do
With the situation?

I'll admit the feeling is a guilty pleasure
Guilty because I feel it still is slightly unreciprocated
Pleasurable because...you

Am I wrong to think this?
I think not