When You're Really Into Someone
When you're really into someone, everything feels new again. You feel like you're wandering in this place again, not knowing what or when or how you ended up there. When in truth, you've already been there. You're scared and doubtful yet you continue to tread on your way. Because you believe that if fear is present, something good is going to happen. You forge ahead because it feels right.
You try to remember the faintest of details about that person and capture the moments you spend with them in your memory. (The clean, crisp smell of him. The shy way he intertwines his fingers with yours. The gentle manner when he places his hands on the small back of your waist.) Until you see each other again. When that happens, you continually add more of those singularities in your mind, hoping it won't drown in the endless buzz of your brain.
But you have nothing. No promises, no commitments, no guarantees. When you're really into someone, you wait. You may wait with unease, confusion and uncertainty. You may wait for nothing but a broken heart. Or you may wait for sweet submission, an admission of the truth you so long for. An ardent sentiment. The heady sensation of being cherished.
All these I keep in my heart.
You try to remember the faintest of details about that person and capture the moments you spend with them in your memory. (The clean, crisp smell of him. The shy way he intertwines his fingers with yours. The gentle manner when he places his hands on the small back of your waist.) Until you see each other again. When that happens, you continually add more of those singularities in your mind, hoping it won't drown in the endless buzz of your brain.
But you have nothing. No promises, no commitments, no guarantees. When you're really into someone, you wait. You may wait with unease, confusion and uncertainty. You may wait for nothing but a broken heart. Or you may wait for sweet submission, an admission of the truth you so long for. An ardent sentiment. The heady sensation of being cherished.
All these I keep in my heart.