Your eyes
Sometimes I think to myself. Maybe I’m too involved in someone. That i need to step back and not annoy them. I think to myself, they will appreciate me a little more if I’m not always surrounding them.
So I distant myself and then in the process make them angry. They think that I’m pissed at them or that I’ve had enough. I can never have enough. That’s my problem. I’m clingy and I want to have them in my arms and mind. Being able to basically swim in affections.
But I’m not that idiotic, that’s my imagination for you. When I distant myself. I give myself a goal of how long and how to talk.
But whenever I see that one person’s eyes. It all changes. I throw myself at them and I can’t stop myself. It’s almost desperate. I want to stop. To breathe and not embarrass myself.
I wonder if you have experienced love the way I do.
It’s dangerous.. It burns and cools and makes you crazy. It’s a love that hurts because it’s not reciprocated. But it’s also a love that’s loyal. I know I will never have him but I will do as he bids. I don’t want to hurt him only to make sure any girl that is lucky enough to have him. Deserves him.
I sometimes think… He sees everyone in too good of a light…like myself.
He should focus on what he wants and needs.
Because otherwise… He’ll slowly destroy himself. And I can’t bare that.
My love. Is for him only… Whether he knows it or not.
