#springheelprotagonist

[springheelprotagonist]

I ached for you today.

I ached for you today.

I clawed, and screamed, and drowned.

Then you appeared, pulled me to the surface, and I drowned in you. 

In your smile 

In your laugh

In the way you make everything around you spark to life with the joy of being in your presence.

Still I ached. 

I was selfish. 

I wanted you to myself.

That your light would sear my flesh and raise me up on invisible wings.

Yet even when we were alone I ached, because there is still distance between us. 

A bridge that I am too afraid to cross lest you fly away forever, and leave only the ache of your memory stained upon me.

I ached for you today, and tomorrow,  and yesterday, and all days to come. 

I ached for you. 

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Just chillin.

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The Wish…

I wish I didn't have a heart.

I wish I didn't feel the things that I do.

I wish my mind wouldn't race with thoughts of you.

I wish my fingertips didn't yearn to reach out for your hand.

I wish I didn't want to hold you close to me and feel your heartbeat next to mine.

I wish my lips didn't dream of kissing yours.

I wish I didn't love you. 

I wish I didn't, but I do.

I feel everything, and it hurts.

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Happiness

Your happiness is important to me.

So I will not tell you about the feelings I have, or how strongly I feel them, because, if I do, it may make you unhappy.

All I want is for you to be happy.

I want everyone to be happy, with or without me.

I just wish…

I wish someone would be happy with me…

[springheelprotagonist]

I Don't Want To Make It Weird

I don't want to make it weird,

but what else would you call this?

How else would you describe the feeling of bursting at the seams to tell you how much I love you?

I don't want to make it weird. 

I don't want to tarnish what we share by admitting that I may care more, or that I wish you cared more. 

The truth is we can never know if we care more,  or if we feel the same way at all unless we talk about it.

I don't want to talk about it.

I'm scared. 

I don't want to make it weird. 

It'd be so much easier if you just wrapped your arms around me, kissed me and told me you love me as more than a friend. 

For all I know,  you're thinking the same.

I don't want to make it weird, but here we are…

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