I met you in the “library”
Or from “mutual friends”. I can’t remember which one.
Someone warned me about you,
Telling me all the bad in your past.
Exs
Drinking
Partying too much
Kicked out from a college
My rule of thumb for meeting new people:
Ignore what other people say about a person,
And judge the person based on your personal interactions with them.
You have yourself put together now.
Even though you have your flaws,
There are many things I like about you.
I like the way you smile with your teeth.
When your eyes look up into mine.
The five second stare you give before you surprise me with a kiss.
The hard work you put forth for the future you dream of.
I’m taking a leap of faith with you right now.
After my first heartbreak I hid my heart away,
And fixed it quietly in front of everyone,
Like invisible ink.
But every day when I think of you longer and longer,
The chained up doors on my heart are banging even harder,
Saying , “OPEN UP!”
Open your heart again.
How can I tell you my feelings,
When you don’t reciprocate yours.
I feel like I’m playing the board game Operation,
Carefully picking out your feelings,
To figure out if this is just a play for everyone to see,
Or real life.
How should I say this?
I don’t want to scare you away.
But I need security,
To know I’m not wasting my time,
To know before the doors burst open.
So here is the big question,
What are we?