I can’t stand how much I have to please this feeling,
When I’m all about control,
Because the curls in your hair can run rings around my fingers,
And I don’t know how not to fall in love,
When you’re taken, you’re taken for life.
I’m going to write love poem after love poem,
If it can expel the lust in me,
And I’m surprised this happened at all,
Because I never cared about you,
Until I saw you sipping coffee and looking away from me.
I tried to stop,
I tried to think about your lover,
How I would not want to hurt her,
Then again, Richard Branson never had such morals,
But I guess I never had that kind of clarity with love.
I’ve always been so brave,
Except when I’m on the doorstep of vulnerability,
When I know that I will bolt as soon as I knock,
And all you’ll be is confused,
Opening a door to no one,
But I am there,
On the horizon,
Running away like mad.
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