poeme + teenage loveangstohnoes
drowning rush
a sinking certainty
try it just t-try it
skipping down century lane
just smile it sm-smile
try to make it go down
properly like we're proper
we hold up proper stop
her going too slow
seconds slipping
into hours
daystime
weeks
mine
bomb and then we'll drop it
like a cold ice cube slip
ping-pong slowly so like
racquets courting you're
ambidextrous a skill you
should apply on a certain
me
like
me
like--
a certain sureity possessive
of me be cold breath against
(we'll skip sk-skip so slow)
palms dragging like days
for hours, seconds
(try, t-try me)
going
down.
breathing. it's too hard to ask sometimes when you look me in the eyes and i can't help but look back/ want to close mine because i'm ridiculous and embarrassingly shy and i don't know i don't know this sucks, that's all because it's distracting and i can't afford to be distracted now, with AP test and a D in math and god, it sucks sucks sucks that you're not thinking about me like i am about you and fuck it all, i just want to TELL YOU ALREADY GODDAMMIT but i -don't- want to make things awkward and i -don't- know how to tell you and i WISH you would just like me i WISH I WISH I WISH like i've never wished before for -anyone- else and god, it's because i've always been sure before and i'm so NOT now and i wish someone would just find out WHAT he thinks of me because god knows i'm too terrified of the answer to do it myself. and yet i DON'T want to know if it's NOT what i want because at least i can keep hoping, right? ignorance is bliss and all that. it's just--is hope better than a maybe something more? right now, yes. it's just---oh my god, if you did like me i think i would just explode from happiness. like, forever. oh, man. i could just IMAGINE.
.....or maybe i couldn't. it would be too much happiness for me to handle. omg. AGH. i am....so pathetic. aaajdslkfgalkfj. and TEENAGE. alkjdfladj! this is so, so not cool. LIKE ME PLEASE. else i might smash my keyboard to bits.
*SIGH*
a sinking certainty
try it just t-try it
skipping down century lane
just smile it sm-smile
try to make it go down
properly like we're proper
we hold up proper stop
her going too slow
seconds slipping
into hours
daystime
weeks
mine
bomb and then we'll drop it
like a cold ice cube slip
ping-pong slowly so like
racquets courting you're
ambidextrous a skill you
should apply on a certain
me
like
me
like--
a certain sureity possessive
of me be cold breath against
(we'll skip sk-skip so slow)
palms dragging like days
for hours, seconds
(try, t-try me)
going
down.
breathing. it's too hard to ask sometimes when you look me in the eyes and i can't help but look back/ want to close mine because i'm ridiculous and embarrassingly shy and i don't know i don't know this sucks, that's all because it's distracting and i can't afford to be distracted now, with AP test and a D in math and god, it sucks sucks sucks that you're not thinking about me like i am about you and fuck it all, i just want to TELL YOU ALREADY GODDAMMIT but i -don't- want to make things awkward and i -don't- know how to tell you and i WISH you would just like me i WISH I WISH I WISH like i've never wished before for -anyone- else and god, it's because i've always been sure before and i'm so NOT now and i wish someone would just find out WHAT he thinks of me because god knows i'm too terrified of the answer to do it myself. and yet i DON'T want to know if it's NOT what i want because at least i can keep hoping, right? ignorance is bliss and all that. it's just--is hope better than a maybe something more? right now, yes. it's just---oh my god, if you did like me i think i would just explode from happiness. like, forever. oh, man. i could just IMAGINE.
.....or maybe i couldn't. it would be too much happiness for me to handle. omg. AGH. i am....so pathetic. aaajdslkfgalkfj. and TEENAGE. alkjdfladj! this is so, so not cool. LIKE ME PLEASE. else i might smash my keyboard to bits.
*SIGH*