Out of Reach
He makes me feel vulnerable standing in front of me
I feel my heart burning with desire because I couldn’t tell him how I feel about him
His possible rejection scares me to death
Saying his name makes me happy and sad
There he is, in front of me, and I have an urge to move forward and kiss him
He seems lost and needs rescuing, but I could not help him and this kills me.
My legs were too weak to go to him
I tried all I could to move and touch him,
Just my touch is all he needed
My strength could not carry me to him
My feelings and desire for him is eating me up
I want him and has always wanted us to become one
There he is, waiting for me, and I stretch forth my hands but couldn’t reach him
I was just bloody weak to go to him
Someone else comes along and led him away
He is gone
What a shame!
… And I opened my eyes, and I felt my heart popping its way out of me.
I have … him