I love her more than I should,
quietly, desperately, too much.
I ghost her warmth,
not because I want to,
But to  trick my heart ,
to whisper I’m still free
not tethered,
to a lady who doesn’t even know,
she’s got me wrapped in her silence.

But once
Once our eyes meet,
I’m done.
I’m hers.
My pride? Gone.
My will? Weak.
My thoughts?

Drenched in her.
The feelings I have for her,
they’re not just deep...
They’re drowning me.

So tell me
Why the hell should I undress you
in my mind,
when I can’t even
have you in my life?
Why?
When I can’t even hold your name?
Why tease myself with a dream
That only ends in shame?


It's enough!
Out of this fantasy.
Out of this slow, sweet torture.
I crave normal days,
Thoughts that don’t revolve around her face.
But this thing I feel, it’s drowning me,
And she doesn’t even know
how far I’ve fallen.

This isn’t love, it’s a spell.
This is hell, it's  fire I never  asked to know.

Originally written  by Micko.
29.April.2025©️
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