like love unattainable
like lovers unreachable
like you loving me
and me not knowing what to do
with it exactly.
Your love makes me nervous
Makes me hope that one day
maybe in a couple of months
I'll feel more comfortable
with your endearing looks
and sweet nothings
and that look you give me
that I know says everything
you don't even have to say.
It's a look that promises forever.
It's that look that I fear the most.
Old world of guarded self
I'm trying hard to shed you
I'm trying hard to love you
and recognize how and where
I can grow stronger
I'm trying hard to love, naturally.
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