when did you become the apple of my eye
when did you become my heart’s desire
when did seeing you pay attention to other people bring fire
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she doesn’t even like you, I say
she doesn’t care like I do, I spit
I’ve thought about you a little too much and I need to go to bed now
fruitless is this
fruitless
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I can see
how so many
get caught up with
the romantics
it’s a lie
that it would satisfy
that cup was never meant to be touched
now you’re spending your life trying to fill it back up
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meanwhile
you’re so cautious
standing back, anticipating the next move
moving slowly
doing nothing you might regret
saying nothing suggestive
strange
how comfortable it makes me feel
not having to worry about pressure
not having to perform
not having to wonder whether you like me or not
i know you do, or you wouldn’t show up
you wouldn’t invite me
you wouldn’t come
you wouldn’t reach out
you wouldn’t respond
but you do
and when I haven’t heard from you in a while, I miss you
but then you appear again and I inhale a sigh of relief
my lymph nodes are starting to get sore, which is a sign that I am exhausted
I *did* get up at 4:30 in Orlando this morning to catch my flight. It is now midnight.
Lord help me sleep soundly and restore my body. And please restore my mind and heart and make me a living sacrifice for you; not getting distracted by so many and so much. I am Yours.
xxx
<3
V