Dear Friend,
By now I’m hoplessly in love with you
But it’s not what you think
In fact, you don’t get to think
You don’t get to be weak
FYI, you missed the honeymoon
Pardon me,
not my active imagination bypassing all phases
boycotting the talking phase
just to get to the mature stage,
the secure love, my heart is singing eternal praise
Pardon me,
Not me making all life decisions in your name
It’s just this is a dream come true, such one, that need not come true
I long for you
but still I’m better off on the run from you
For I can barely handle this dream as it is,
what would be
if I had it in real
I’ll tell you what
I’d choke on words,
I’d swallow my thoughts,
I’d slip and fall just to see if I land right in your arms
I’d bruce my skin cause I can’t feel a pin
I can’t feel anything that is not you, its sereal
I’d bring you breakfast in bed
But whats beckon if you can have me instead
I’d kiss and bite, I’d pick a fight, I know its not right
No this is a conundrum
Let’s leave love in the dungeons
I mean I’d marry you in my head
and even there,
there’s not enough room for you my dear
So I’d rather be friends