I Might be Willing...

My heart actually
Feels like it’s
Tearing,
All because of
You. You
Confused me,
Told me
How you
Felt.
It’s clearer
Than crystal,
But it’s
As foreign
And unclear
As some old
Forgotten language.
You got to
Stop this,
It’s pure torture.
You make me
Feel like I’m
Special and
Important, but
You make me
Feel like
My heart
Is being ripped
Out, and I can’t
Do anything to
Make the pain
Stop. But in
A twisted sorta
Way, I don’t
Want the pain
To stop,
It feels like
Its being
Stolen,
But it also
Feels like
Its being
Held on to,
Like it’s special
And important.
You have me
Wondering,
But you have
Me smiling
To no end.
You’re torturing
Me, but in a
Good way.
It may sound
Twisted, but
Suddenly I’m
Addicted.
You have me
High on it,
You make me
Want to try
To for it.
You have me
Having second
Thoughts on
This thing
Called love,
But you have
Me in the clouds.
I want a sign.
I want it
To say;
That I’m worth
It, like everyday.
That love is in
My grasp, and
The feelings real
And true.
That I make
You smile from
My weirdness.
That you want
To hold me
Like I’m the
Best thing
In the world.
That I’m only for
You, that it’s
True that I
Make you crazy
When I smile.
That you’ll be
There when I
Need someone
To hold me.
That I’m not broken,
That I’m just
Mistaken.
That your heart is mine,
And only mine.
That I run through
Your dreams.
But, I don’t know
If I’m ready
For this crazy
Thing called love.
The thing that
Makes a dove fly.
This may sound
Stupid, but
You’re my safe
Haven, my
Support when
I’m falling.
But what if
I’m not falling
Into danger?
But I’m falling
In love? That may sound
Stupid, but you
Make me have
Crazy ideas
And daydreams.
You make
Me think I can
Fly. And I’m willing
To give it a try, if
You’re there if
I fall. but what
If I’m not ready
To fly? What
If I’m afraid
To fall?
I might be
Willing, if
You make it
Clear and real…