questions questions questions...
Why do i feel this way?
Why is it that I don't even know my own emotions?
Is this what love feels like, and is it reciprocated?
I know this feeling well, but what does it mean?
I know who it's for, but does she?
I know she feels the same way, but is it for me?
Why must I be tempted like this, like her lips are just hovering, just short of mine, but I can't drink of her, not yet, for she is still forbidden fruit?
But now I'm wondering if that fruit finds itself drawn to me in the same way, and sees me as forbidden myself...
Why do questions present themselves, yet no answers?
Perhaps all will be answered in time, if only you knew...
Why is it that I don't even know my own emotions?
Is this what love feels like, and is it reciprocated?
I know this feeling well, but what does it mean?
I know who it's for, but does she?
I know she feels the same way, but is it for me?
Why must I be tempted like this, like her lips are just hovering, just short of mine, but I can't drink of her, not yet, for she is still forbidden fruit?
But now I'm wondering if that fruit finds itself drawn to me in the same way, and sees me as forbidden myself...
Why do questions present themselves, yet no answers?
Perhaps all will be answered in time, if only you knew...