Emotional Imbalance
My knees get weak-
As you whisper;
Sweet nothings in my ear.
I start to shiver
At the words delivered,
Our fate becoming clear.
You caress my skin,
Leaving trails of kisses;
Every place you touch.
My breath deepens-
As your mouth meets mine.
The pleasure is getting to be too much.
Our passion is apparent.
Our kisses become rhythm.
Our love becomes a song.
I could never really fathom,
How these feelings could be;
So wrong.
Now I sit and think,
Of how it had to end.
Our closeness is slowly dying.
If I said that I could forget about you-
this feeling of being safe;
I know that I would be lying.
Every time I see you,
I want to press your body to mine;
I want to hold you tight.
I love you-
Even though I know that;
You can't be- 'Mr. Right'.
So the struggle continues;
I'll always love you-
Until the end.
It kills me to know...
that you can't think of me;
as nothing but a friend.
Copyright © Alyssa Waters | Year Posted 2013
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