I want to fly I think but I don't say it for fear of you thinking I'm still the crazy girl.

I want to fly and soar above them all.

I want to bottle up that feeling I feel when I'm looking in your eyes and swallow it down on lonely days like this when I feel like there is no heart beating in this frame.

I want to drink up the decadence of your beauty.

I want to kiss you, have you swallow my body in your arms, but not in lust - in love.

I want to feel your love, feel the fire like when your eyes are burning into mine.

I want to spin in circles in your arms under cloudy skies that won't scald us alive.

But I can't.

I can do nothing but wait –

Wait for domineering parents to forget.

And hope that your famous patience waits for me.