I fear that my heart is journeying to a turbulent end,
For my thoughts and feelings confront my every being,
With the idea of falling too hard too fast.
There are several days that I tell myself...
no... no I don't adore him,
Though the illusions of him linger within my mind,
Throughout each and every day that I breathe.
I ponder on the essence of his eyes,
And the exploration of his touches,
Though I'm not in love with him... or am I?
I dread that if I get too attached,
That my heart will tear in half,
And I will misplace the thought of reality.
It's hard to explain of how I feel when I'm next to him.
I realize that my soul devours the evilness,
That resides in the world around us,
Though he makes me want to be a better person.
Trepidation dwells deep within my mind,
For I'm unsure of his thoughts,
Yet if he does eventually go afar,
My heart... I deem... will explode.
Even though I'll have no heart,
I'll furthermore caress his mind as well as his soul,
While saying farewell and good luck.