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.