The pain is unbearable. A crushing weight pressed upon every inch of
my body. I scream. It's silent. I sob. My eyes are dry. I kick and
thrash. I am motionless. Oh, to be young and to feel love's keen sting.
I could write a book on every aspect of your appearance. I could sing
a ballad on every moment we've shared. I'd kiss the pages and hold the
notes everyday. So many simple things surround me, the simplest of
them all remind me of you. You. At the back and front of my mind. You.
On the outskirts of my life. You. Always you. Never been anyone else.
Countless times my heart has stopped beating. I should be dead from
all of the times your glance has put me into shock. Adrenaline.
Nervousness. You're everything and absolutely nothing. I guess to
everyone else you're just a boy. To me, you are so much more. I could
live a thousand years and never meet somebody who completely entices
me as you do. And I want you in my life. I hate waiting. My patience
ebbs away with each passing day. What am I waiting for?
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