your words-

a fire in my heart

a hitch in my throat

senses tingling

skin prickling

lips craving

toes curled

soul bared

a being aware

of the love you feel

for someone far away.

-save me


You don’t know me.

Please stop pretending that you do.

-a conversation with my brain

Afraid, I still am;

for what have been and what could be.

Doubtful, I’ve always been;

of the truth and what lies beneath.

Vulnerable, I always am;

my broken pieces he patched up and healed.

Strung, that I can’t deny;

my heart is his and always will be.