A lonely dandelion

I’m scared of my feelings for you. I’ve fallen for you. Badly. And the way you’ve been looking at me gave me the same vibes. The way you’ve been kissing me. The way you’ve been holding me. The way you’ve been touching me. But you wanted to talk to me. And there we were. Sitting in the grass within the flowers, looking at the clouds. Your face turned towards mine and our eyes met. You wanted to know about us. About what I wanted us to be. And it was different than what you’ve wanted. That was the moment that turned it al around. It broke something in me. Why do you keep on kissing me if you’re planning on leaving my lips. Why do you keep holding me if you’re planning on letting me go. Why do you keep on touching me if you’re planning on touching someone else.

Here I am, going out with someone new. But still thinking of you. You can't see it, how could you. But my heart is breaking and I'm scared. I'm scared of not getting over you. I know you are the one I want to date, the one I want to be seen with. The one I want to tell my friends about. Please, please, please realise that it's you that I want. I want to kiss you. I want to love you. And I need you to love me. I need you to hold me. I can't feel you in my bed anymore. You didn't leave anything behind when you walked out of the door. There's just emptiness and pain. Please come back- You keep on haunting me. Whatever I do, you're there in the back of my head, waiting. And often, god so often you visit my mind and I can't get you out of there. I think about all the hours you've played your guitar for me. About the midnight when you taught me a song on a piano and we played videogames together. And I can't help but think of you when