How am i meant to tell you how i feel, when I don’t understand what i’m feeling?
You walk in the same room as me and my head instantly spins, dizzy. it’s like i’m at the highest point of the world’s dangerous rollercoaster and i can’t decide if i want to stay or get off.
I love this feeling but i hate the idea of falling,
especially if it's with you.
And my heart skips a beat at every glance you take,my mind goes blank, and suddenly i’m painting a picture of us together full of your favourite colours. And i want to know if you’re painting mine?
But my throat tightens and there are no words on my tongue that i want to say.
And your presence is so intoxicating, it’s a drug i want more of and don’t know when to stop, or even if i want to and everyone is telling me to leave.
But I love this feeling and I know i’ll hate the aftermath of leaving,
especially if it's with you.
It’s all just so messy.
So forgive me when I don't understand what i’m feeling, and please forgive me that I can't tell you.
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Bryony-Leigh
Just a girl doing what she loves <3
”If you want to change the world, pick up your pen and write.” - Martin Luther
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