10/03/2019
You pass by again,and the air seems to thicken around me.Each movement you make is a symphonythat I can't stop listening to.You walk,and the ground seems to tremble beneath your feet,as if the world is bowing to your presence.
Your eyes,those blue eyes,they pull me in deeper now,darker than before,like an ocean that swallows everything in its path.I can't stop wondering—what secrets lie behind those eyes?What could I uncover if I got close enough?I can almost hear your heartbeat from here,so faint,yet it's louder than any sound I know.
I watch you closer today.Your skin, so smooth,like porcelain that breaks under the slightest touch.I imagine how it would feel to feel you beneath my hands,the warmth of you,the way your breath might catch if I touched your neck,soft and fragile,and yet I wonder,how much of you could belong to me,if I wanted it enough.
The thought fills me.A fire in my chest that won't go out.I want to know you—every inch of you,every scar, every mark.What would it take to make you mine?Not in a dream,but in reality,where the beauty you possessis stripped away,broken,yet still,you'd be mine.