In love.
(a few personal sonnets which I'm proud of)

11/17/13
Obsessions overcome,
My feelings control,
I must be dumb,
Or at least very dull,
To think after everything,
I've felt and thought,
I would be free of dreaming.
Over and over I've taught,
myself that it doesn't make sense,
To love and be a friend.
My dreams come as defense,
Because logically it's just pretend.
I tell him "I've been thinking about you all day"
But he passes it off as just something nice to say.

12/1/13

The scent of him lingers,
His playful eyes haunt me,
I ran his soft hair through my fingers,
and felt content yet giddy,
Nervous but calm,
And his reaction made it sweeter.
All I remember is his palm,
Resting on my hand like a heater,
And his toes on top of mine,
My leg against his under the table,
This feeling more bittersweet than wine.
His smile makes me feel unstable,
His eyes draw me in,
And I long to smell *the scent of his skin*
*wrote this line a bit differently, but I felt it a bit... inappropriate to share with others... it's not too bad, just more personal.

12/2/13

I've got you,
Under my skin,
Oh just the thought of you,
And your infectious grin.
Your hair, your eyes,
Your playful look,
Oh how my heart cries,
"Injustice! Thief! Crook!"
You've stolen my heart.
I trip head over heals,
I can't get up or even start.
Whenever you touch me I reel.
There's nothing *"weird"* about this feeling,
And I never want to come off the ceiling.
*This was a hint at the poem I wrote a few months back about a DIFFERENT guy which didn't work out, but the poem was called "Weird" :P

12/4/13
Instigate please,
I beg you to reach out.
Encourage me please!
Don't make me wanna shout.
Show me how you feel,
My love feels so one sided,
Do you know how I feel?
I'm feeling so chided
I love you to death, darling,
Please show me you do to.
Do you really care, darling?
Because I'm hoping you do.
Concerns overwhelm me,
Say that you love me!

12/11/13

A smile spreads like butter,
Across my delighted face,
He always makes me feel better,
With the simplest of grace.
I shouldn't be this relieved,
All he said was "Good morning."
But nonetheless I was peeved,
Worried and practically mourning.
I am completely pathetic,
How did it ever come to this?
He isn't even slightly empathetic,
Naive though I persist.
Some days I just want to shout,
But I'm still afraid to "come-out".

(same day)

You tug on my heartstrings,
Overwhelmed I try to,
Understand these feelings.
Some days I want to tell you,
Everything that I've felt.
Forgive me if I ruin everything,
Insanely I think about you and melt.
Longing to know the truth about anything,
Obsessed with you all the time,
Vehemently hoping you feel the same.
Effortlessly you inspire my to rhyme.
You act like it''s all a game,
Oblivious that everything I say is true,
Unconditionally in love with you!