I am an awkward mess.
When you look at me.
When I like you.
When I think about you.
When I can’t speak.
When I want nothing more,
Than to talk to you until the early hours.
I am paralyzed.
When I can’t look at you.
When I can’t stop thinking about you.
When all I can do is remember that night.
When you won’t talk to me.
When I want nothing else,
Than to have just one more conversation.
I am ashamed.
When real life is just too much.
When we can’t meet.
When you won’t even try.
When I realize we are not meant to be.
When I understand,
That it was me who ruined this from the start.