Thoughts of you keep me from my pillow.
Unsure of where this is going.
Scared. Nervous. Confused and cautious.
But none of this is enough to keep me away.
Your pull is to strong.
Compelling enough to keep me from running the opposite way.
So split into two
One side avoiding the need to go further
Feels theres no need for any pressure
Its too delicate now.
Its fragility is dangerous.
But its that same thing that attracts the opposite
Danger makes it all the more interesting
All the more wanted
I need to know.
But cant Bear to ask
So I wait patiently
But I'll be the first to admit that I'm enjoying this whole mess
