My Feelings Are Loud

A lot of ‘what ifs’ have made my mind snuffle a missed chance to say something gets my extremities cold it is obvious how my eyes gyrate to his gestures everyone sees the chemistry but he wants it in hard cash I love him, love him, love him! My heart in need of embrocation accidentally, shopping in the same place, my throat goes inflamed an hour of periodic stare at each other produces just a ‘hi’ what an ignorant moron and an annoying colt! Love can just happen but I understand, it’s not completely divine life would be hell’s backdoor if I’m not the eventual winner we meet again, this time he’s in a mesmerizing Tuxedo a clear derby match, my lungs jump out to hide under my feet direct isn’t my thing, so I drive through the outerbelt chipping the little paper in his pocket, inscribed with my number his call twelve hours later captions “this is what I’ve been waiting for”.