If you were to love me it would be great
We would sit by the bed exchanging shared fate
As something we chose
Not as a cliche
But as something extraordinarily man made
Everyday I would pray for you to stay within my grasp
As you would sit by the counter drinking your coffee black
We'd share an interesting connection
With love and effections, even though not immediate
You'd finally understand me and I you
Why does it have to be so hard now?
Why are we pushed each other away?
Is it just me who wants to engage?
Or are you telling me something with a deeper meaning , which I cannot seem to grasp?
Are we missing each others signals
Communication is hard and wearing me out.
Do you feel the same or are you scared of the out come?
Because progression means we'll become very close
Closer to heart binding feelings, attached by a strong rope
If you were to pull, my heart would bleed
If you were to push my heart would no longer be beating
If we could start with a similar pulse, would you want to see were it would go?
I ask in my mind, yet I fear to confront to your face.
Do you think the samethings I am writing today?
©savy
S