I hear your voice my heart flatters
I see you and the heart takes a leap
You look at my direction and I liquefy on the spot
So much delightful torture
Knowing I can never have you
Or I may never know how it could be
Since there is too much to lose
Too much to risk
being of my kind? I will never discern for certain
So for now I enjoy the torment
Hoping I make you feel the same
I just love listening to you talk
but you have me attending meetings I don’t need to
Just to be close to you
I see you hug others and I wish I was them
I watch you smile to others and assume you are smiling at me
I allow you to fill my head every night before I lay to sleep
And in my dreams we do things to each other
Only to wake and realize the flimsy smoke
Oh such delicious torture
I feel you. Well written. I can relate. I have been there.
Thank you,
I guess most of us have
especially those of us who have a non existent gaydar
I thought i had finally found the one. I am sure we had a connection but she pushed me away. I still melt when i see her.
You are courageous girl, thats for sure
for me, i never act on it, Too afraid of getting it wrong, or being pushed away so i stay in my bubble
Don’t stay in a bubble. Life is too short. What are the risks? What are you afraid of?
Sometimes its hard to tell what am afraid of, but you never know when dealing with a closeted homophobe and end up with a sexual harrasment tag
It complicates things further if the person of your desire works in the same place as you. A gal got to earn a living and losing the job is out of the question
I hear you dear. I think I understand. If it’s meant to be it will happen.