Sometimes...I
wish you would read this.
I wish you could see all that I am.
Everything that I hide inside.
Every thought...each idea.
My beliefs.
My morals.
My interests.
My intelligence.
My goals.
What it is I hold dear to me.
All that I feel for you.
I wish you to know me.
I know you so well.
If only you could see me in my entirety...maybe...you would feel differently.
Perhaps, you would run faster.
We may never know.
For the fear of you having control...forbids it be shown.
Selfish.
Narcissistic.
Apprehensive.
Neurotic.
Infatuated.
Call me what you will.
In love, lust and loathing...my heart never ceases to burn for you.
I wish you could see all that I am.
Everything that I hide inside.
Every thought...each idea.
My beliefs.
My morals.
My interests.
My intelligence.
My goals.
What it is I hold dear to me.
All that I feel for you.
I wish you to know me.
I know you so well.
If only you could see me in my entirety...maybe...you would feel differently.
Perhaps, you would run faster.
We may never know.
For the fear of you having control...forbids it be shown.
Selfish.
Narcissistic.
Apprehensive.
Neurotic.
Infatuated.
Call me what you will.
In love, lust and loathing...my heart never ceases to burn for you.
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