met you
don’t mind me
i liked you
tried hiding
held you
like lightning
my skin
to your liking
kissed you
like diving
no feelings
but sightings
left you
like blinding
for feelings
so striking
found you
residing
in a chest
filled with lining
and still
i’m here
surviving
denying
Sometimes it doesn’t matter how many times people tell you it’s not your fault. These feelings still linger.