What is it?

What is this essence?

Makes me speak in riddles
Urges my tongue to address
Words that have no meaning
But indicate my humble distress

What is this riddle?

A breathing stone, a flying waterfall
Simple yet complex images of my mind
My emotions flood my senses and feeling
It is starting to build and I am going blind

What is it about you?

I stutter incoherently when I speak
My eyes flicker in unknown worry
I try to suppress my trembling hands
The world around goes a shade blurry

I think I know.

What I feel.

Concealing feelings inside myself
To hard for me to comprehend
Or perhaps I understand the danger
Of it all and find it easier to pretend

What I want.

A simple request and desire
Purely selfish, but hard to resist
I am not worth enough for you
But it is just enough for me to exist

What I need.

A break from this pretending
From turning away in this shame
Then turning back in futile hope
From playing this tiring game

What I want to say is…

I am nervous.

Cannot be expressed in words
But in the end, must be spoken
It should be in done in pure emotion
With feelings that are easily broken

I am anxious.

Whether or not it has worth
But just to begin something new
Even if I come out broken or whole
Just to know and respect what is true

I am in love.

Impossible to write, it must be said
It has to sit silently in your heart
Making its beats have more meaning
Forcing it to beat even when we‘re apart

I feel like I am running forever
But I am falling further and further

And I know, I know
That I’ll hit the bottom at some point

Before I do, take these words
Hold them close to your face
Breathe your sweet warmth out
You will see me in my solitary place

Waiting for you
And only you