title: calling you home
description: "there's something about you"
a/n: I don't write poems that often so idk if this is any good?
there's something about you
maybe it's your voice
maybe it's your fearlessness
maybe it's how I can't take my eyes off of you
but whatever it is
it's pulling me towards you like a magnet
I can't stop it
(do I even want to stop it?)
the way my heart beats faster when you look my way
it just cements these feelings in my heart
it might be hate (but does hate mean missing you when you're gone?)
it might be love (that seems more likely)
that line is much too blurred to distinguish anyways
your smile and laugh (both so rare)
they invade my thoughts
taking over my mind
(filling my brain with nothing but you)
but oh (oh you)
you don't see a thing
you, so observant, so attentive
are completely blind to these emotions
(should you see them? should they even exist?)
nobody
the word pierces my heart and cuts deep into my soul
(you mean so much to me
do I really mean that little to you?)
jealousy is such an ugly emotion
but I want so badly what he has (you)
(so maybe I'll let my heart be ugly until he's gone)
when did the place I feel most comfortable become you?
when did my heart become a compass leading only towards yours?
it's strange, this feeling
love
I never knew it meant calling you home