Laying eyes on you was an unforgettable mistake. One of the greatest mistakes in my life, that it was

Knowing you can’t have, and can only sit and watch. Reminds me of going to the toy store as a kid. Going to get a toy was the greatest feeling ever, but there’s another toy you really want alas, you cannot.

(Not insinuating playing a girl)

I never lusted after you. Your beauty exceeds such an abhorrent thing.

I don’t know much about you, but from what I’ve concluded you’re a normal girl that’s looking for love. We have the same goal, but I’ve never fallen in love.

I don’t know much about you, but I could learn.

I could listen to you for hours, but that’s a stretch since my attention span wouldn’t allow for it, but I would still find a way.

I feel like I don’t have much to offer, still, you could have all of my attention

Let me be your Receiver of Memory and let me bear your troubles

Your body is what girls loathe and still strive for.
Your body is great and your beauty transcends all words that describe attractiveness.

Never have I ever seen a girl this beautiful
Never have I ever felt this way
Never have I ever have I been so uncertain
Never have I ever fell in love

I don’t think love at first sight exists. But when I first laid eyes on you I was instantly and completely infatuated with you.

I’m not in love. I’m infatuated, can this blossom into an orchid or will it die quickly like a night-blooming cereus?

You are a blue rose, standing out from the others and rare.

I dare not say you’re perfect, a title only attainable by The Most High.

Nevertheless, you have my mind racing, my heart pounding and me speechless every time I see your face. You are you.


For Imanni Jackson

I wanted so terribly to wholeheartedly adore him.

To break down my walls.
To lower my guard.
Dive headfirst into falling madly for him.

But I was no fool.

I knew that with every leap, came a landing

... and I can't say I was ready for the disaster that awaited me at the ground.

you have me,
in the palm,
of your hand.
there is no grip,
yet I cannot flee.

I want to be,
entirely my own,
without thought of another.

yet I sit in your palm.
you have no idea,
and perhaps,
could not care less.