Each time you pass me in the hallways of cyberspace and brush your arm against mine,
I stop and wait for my beating heart to steady itself.
You will never be mine.
And you will never not be…
I fall in and out of love with things
I have fancies
winds of change are a constant companion
like you, i am swept up by the lives of others
i become their fascinations
and then, once i am spent, i am removed by choice or fate.
i grudge it no more
i am here, i think, to touch many lives
my question is, who am i to be touched by?
and what will i choose to keep today?”
“…I’ve been tracing your words with my fingertips and I don’t think you’ve noticed.”
“see how my insides genuflect at all you say
I could not bear you to be a passing fancy
this is why i keep a distance
I will let them have you
for i want to keep you, and that i know i cannot do.”
“I’ve ever met someone who can match up to your beauty—and I don’t think I ever will.
I can assure you that none of them take my breath away like you do.
And you really do.
People say it all the time: “you took my breath away”
But you actually do.
I often forget to breathe around you.”
“I believe you even if you’re lying, only because I want to.”