And I think I am really scared.
I’ve never expected this especially now that I’ve grown confident in my isolation and freedom.
I don’t think I need someone to share my joy and pain with. I know I can manage.
I love my company and I enjoy things at my own pace.
But the thing is, I think I kinda want you in my life lately.
I don’t think you’re the perfect addition to my routines but I want you there just the same.
I am getting comfortable with your smile and presence.
I find myself daydreaming more and more about a life with you.
I dare not indulge myself that long though,
but I do give in from time to time.
I always say that I’ve grown passive with this emotion.
I mean, it’s kinda true still, I guess.
I have no desire to take actions or whatsoever,
but it’s there. I like the joy that this emotion gives me.
It feels like a betrayal to myself sometimes, but a happy one at that.
If only this is torrential, I can logically dismiss it.
But it’s not. I hate how this is quite still.
It’s growing on its own, following the season of my life.
How I hate that I am both excited and terrified!
To see how the bloom would look like for us comes Spring.
I can feel like I want to run away from all of this.
Would it be such a shameful and cowardly thing to do?
I still feel like I have no business feeling this.
I was just navigating my life but there you were.
I am so annoyed with you as a great outlier.
PS. This is me after reading poems for two days. Lol.
I am so lame.
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