My skin crawls,

wtih anxiety.

My stomach churns,

with stress.

My heart beats,

with discomfort.

The thoughts of you,

make my hairs stand on edge.

Not out of fear,

but out of longing.

Out of wonder.

The thoughts of you,

make me want to explode.

With words unsaid,

and tears unshed.

My skin crawls,

with pressure.

My stomach churns,

with sadness.

My heart beats,

with frustration.

The thought of you,

makes me want to scream.

Not out of anger,

but out of love.

Out of caring.

The thoughts of you,

make me want to explode.

With words unshed,

and tears unshed.