what I want

What I want...
Is to be kissed so deeply it rocks me to my core.
To have that kiss simply take my breath away and make me feel like you're breathing life right back into my soul.
To have you grab on so tightly to me that letting go would crush you.
I want to know the touch and feel of your lips on mine, to have your fingers trace patterns across my body. To tingle from the ecstasy of your simply touch.
What I want
is to lay my hand on your chest over your heart and to know it beats for me.
To have you want me to cover you with kisses and have you tingle for more.
What I want will never be.
Images trapped inside of me.
Feelings and longing
lingering touches

me

I have no right to want you.
There is not one good reason for me to want the things I want with you, other then I just do.
I have never touched you, yet I find myself in the darkness reaching for you.
I grab the emptiness.
Consuming me.

you

I know what I'll find before I go looking.
It's the upside down whirling feeling that's started in the pit of my stomach.
working it's way up
to coil tight around my heart.
that stops the screams of pain in my throat.
Chocking me.
Gasping for a single breath.
Open ears to the lies...
concerning me- my eyes are just playing tricks.
I keep counting down the days I know will never come.
Some reason, some lie
that I'll buy as a truth.

she

Does she know the lies you tell
Or
Do you make up stories to keep her hope afloat too?
Does she tell you it's okay to flirt
to look but don't touch
Just to save what you two have?
Is she dying inside?
Like me?
Does she pace the floor?
Look out windows?
Or does she trust you so blindly as I once did?
Does she suspect?
She will find comfort
that nothing will come of this.
You've lied so well.
She has your name,
your body,
your heart.
I'm just a thought.
A game.
A toy.
You like to play with when you get bored.