Breathe.
A trickle of air through your brown tinged hair
Sends pin pricked sensations down my spine.
A rare find in my eyes;
And my mind goes blank trying to understand and realize,
What goes on behind your eyes.
In your mind.
But for now I’m just sitting here,
Wishing. Miserable.
Breathe.
A cold sigh in the warm air and I’m thinking of you.
Like a kid trapped in the undulating waves of an ocean,
I’m searching for some path that’s new.
Trying to retreat from the rip current that’s got a death grip on me
And carrying farther down into the depths of the deep blue
Your beauty inspires me.
Your mind like spreading fires has caught me.
Afraid to be honest with you though,
I’m trapped in a loop,
Like groundhogs under the first layer of snow.
I know they say the truth sets you free,
But I am afraid my truth would only complicate things.
Maybe even tighten the grip that you have on me.
And send me further down into the depths of the sea.
Maybe I should just,
Breathe.
The only thing that keeps me sane is a singular breath.
That one breath that represents screams from my brain.
But you’re still on my mind,
And with each passing day,
Your face is burned in my memory,
And your voice rings through my ears.
But I can’t show any signs of hurt.
There is no time for tears.
College awaits and soon after is adult years.
Before that time I just want to see if,
There is some way that my wish can break free.
Loose itself from the depths of my soul maybe,
So that my mind will be free.
Because as of now, over-thinking is my vice,
About your beauty
The way you giggle at your jokes no matter how corny
About the way you yelled at us when we woke up to early.
Breathe.
Your voice excites me.
Ignites a fire inside me that burns brightly,
Sending me farther into the ocean that is love with you,
Where I just might be
Drowning.
But for now I’m just swimming here,
Wishing. Miserable.
Breathe.
Because there is a constant reminder
With every glance
Every word spoken
Every chance not taken
That I cannot be with you
And that never again can I see you
But for now I am just sitting, swimming, drowning here
I have given up.
I am
Breathe.
Still here,
Wishing. Miserable.
Breathe.