Lincoln Zelda

Smitten by your inner beauty
a shared value system
interest similarities
time spent together cherished
thoughts of you when we're apart
a learned stoic broken
staring through silent eyes
so easy to look at

Your lips
your hips
your smile
your kiss
your hair
your face
your warm
embrace!

Conversation comes easy
learning from each other's insight
nihilistic disposition
deadened, by your facetiousness

But is it mutual?

Mixed signals cause confusion
and apprehension - hesitation
searching
north, west, south, west
for a sign
before my window of opportunity
slams shut

'Cause it's not mutual

But I'll survive
just like the last time
after all
we can still be friends, right?

Things'll never
be the same
between us, between us

Annihilate!

It's not the same!