Unsure Feelings
I don’t understand what we are both doing
We talk to each other everyday
We find excuses to speak to each other even if it isn’t necessary
We skirt around the conversation of what we are both feeling
"What are we doing?"
"What are we?"
To ask you these questions is to demand from you a confession you are unwilling to give
Or do I mistake all our late night talks for your boredom???
Do I read too much into your sweet words of endearments??
I find that you have occupied a large space in my head
I have tried to banish you out of my thoughts, believe me I have tried
I don’t want to be the only one in this delulu
Thoughts of you keep gnawing at me everyday
And it has become unbearable