Chapter 4: Imagination
What is happening to me?
I see him watching me
From his table
Sitting so far
Yet
It feels like he's right next to me
His eyes are like daggers,
Tearing me up
And reading in me.
I feel uneasy, uncomfortable
But at the same time I wish I could touch him,
Feel him.
I'm craving for more than a look,
More than a word,
I'm afraid I'm going to loose this battle once again,
Because nothing anymore can restrain me.
When I look at your beautiful hands
Those pale fingers,
I'm craving to hold them.
But in the end
I just lose because never will my wish come true,
You did a wonderful job appearing in my life
You messed up all the normal life I had
Only with your presence
This is it,
I'm lost.
I give up.
Just one time I'll let you win without fighting,
Because this is a battle that I can't win,
I know it for sure,
You will never see me the way I see you
All your looks are my imagination
Because you are too beautiful for me.
