B. Thoughts

I can't let U know what I think.
I have to keep it in silence.
Trust me. It's better.

I really enjoy the feeling to be coveted.

Your fingertips cross my skin. You snuggle close to me.

You are my almost lover. You’re my hopeless romance.

You’re my luckless dream that can't fit.

It was like fate, and I tried to escape it,

because I knew, it would not last forever.

But I regret nothing.

Nothing at all.

I sit next to you and slowly you took my hand.

When you left you kissed my cheek and told me

you would come back soon.

I sat there drunk and thought about what would happen,

if I wouldn't stop it now.

But you always tell me the right words my heart wants to hear.

And I'm blinded by your eyes.

I should have known you bring me heartache.
You‘re my friend, you're haunting my spirit.
I should have known this is the wrong way.
Should have known better, but I never did.
You stroke my face and look at me
like I am your redeemer
and it's the sweetest sadness I have ever seen.
But I've never been your redeemer, I knew it from the start.
Why am I such a desperate?