It’s just me, I know
Creating scenarios in my head
Making up stories as if you ever notice me
I’m assuming, and I know that
But a girl can always dream.
I just thought I noticed something different
Some glances here and there
Or simply passing by where I can see you
Or maybe so you can see me?
But as the song goes, it’s just my imagination
Still, I gladly welcome my day dreams of you no matter how silly it is.
Take time for yourself
Breathe like it’s your first time
Feel the breeze and enjoy it
Take it slow
It’s okay to do nothing
I took out the stars for you
Pulled them close so you could hold on to them,
See their beauty up close.
Let the light shine upon that rugged face
Feel the warmth of their light and let it be your guide.
You belong with the stars, love
So don’t forget to shine.
I want to tell you something
Tell you that your smile is captivating.
But how can I say this out loud?
I can’t handle this crowd.
I get nervous just being near you
I know that’s nothing new.
But I wish I didn’t stumble around you
I wish I knew what to do.
Still, everytime I try to convey what I feel inside
My words get lost, then I start to slur and get tongue tied.
So when you ask, I just smiled
Because I would rather be silent and hide
Than to try and speak and again get tongue tied.
My love for you is slowly revealing
Head to toe, floor to ceiling
Each day it grows
Each moment it shows
Until it bursts out of me
I’ve been cursed to love more than I should
Cursed to feel more than any human being should feel
Cursed to fall for people who can’t or won’t love me back
This is my curse.
© Maria Michaela
There is uncertainty
Trying to determine whether the emotions flowing are sending the right vibes
Is it mutual?
Is it the same?
But, still unsure
Too busy over thinking
Because it would seem to me, I am the only one feeling the intensity
While you, you only have lukewarm feelings for me
A mere mortal am I
In love with you, one who has god-like qualities.
Looks are not all I like, although it does add some interest
But you’re eloquence,
your being a gentle man,
your wit and love for reading
Is what captivated me the most.
How can one man be almost perfect?
Almost perfect because you lack half your heart
I can make your heart whole
And we would be perfect together.
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I loved him then and may love him still
But there is so much more to think and do in this world than be stuck with feelings for him
Still, I entertain thoughts of him
Still, I find myself daydreaming
Still, I recall the hurt
And so, I realised I still have so much to learn