What Do I Call This?
Words don't come to mind the first time I saw you.
Eyes so radiant and blue,
sparkling like diamonds that pierced through my soul
They saw everything I am meant to be.
but I am timid, I am afraid.
For I am not as strong as I appear to be.
I am an empty vessel, whose purpose is to serve.
Call me crazy.
I hold on to your words.
How can I let this all go?
In your eyes I see heroine.
A drug I will soon be addicted to
because your diamond eyes now look back at me.
Feelings. I can't control these feelings. I'm having them for you.
Will you catch my head as I fall back from the blow?
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