more poetic trash

fernwehly:

i wish you could see the way i look at you;
your smile is the stars in the sky for me,
your laugher - oh god your laughter - it’s heaven for me,
i wish you knew how i feel, how everytime i see you - i just wanna kiss you.

i sometimes get lost in your eyes, i love fixing and playing with your tie,
and your voice is so soothing to me - it makes me wanna hold hands with you,
your hands are so big compared to mine - i like how they entertwine with mine.

i feel like you’re never gonna feel the same way, and i’m just gonna keep falling -
i hope i hit the ground soon because if this feeling goes on, i might start breaking;
breaking because “she” hates me, “she” hates me talking and touching you, “she” knows how i feel.
can i just die, so i can stop feeling this - this, wonderful feeling, this feeling of how my heart
starts beating ten times faster, this feeling like i’m not even on the earth’s ground.

this feeling, god this feeling for you, that makes me get lost in your eyes,
that makes me get lost in your words, and your laughter, and your smile.

you, i hope i can stop this feeling for you, i don’t want to ruin our new found friendship -
please, don’t hate me.