Right now feels just right
I told myself I like her
Endless of times without number.
I like her
I really do,
I apply this bullshit line to my lips
Keeping the truth sealed from her eyes.
I tell myself I like her because I’m afraid I actually do
Liking every inch of her non-existent curves
Perfectly fitting the frame of her smile.
I like how, our lips touch and I peak a look to see her
See her eyes though they are shut
To watch them dance and leap from side to side,
Because she likes it when I touch her there
When my lips rub up on her neck
She likes how my breath kisses her flesh into peace.
As she lets loose those little moans that she can’t help,
I like it when she fights the feelings of my hands against her skin
Fighting how badly she wants me to put my hands there,
In that special place called home
So scared that I’ll leave her homeless once I find something better
But she don’t know she’s enough
And I hate that.
I hate that I ain’t as good to her as she is to me
That I can’t be her Cinderella in distress for her to come and rescue,
And maybe it’s because my empire is built on stones rather than small rocks
Or it might be the fact that her heart is still hurting but willing to take the risk and love again
…I love that
Love that she loves me more than I can love myself
For every breath she takes I want to be there to see it,
See her deeply inhale the love I let linger in the air whilst she’s near
So she can see my emotions creep out through the cracks of my imperfection
Cause every time we kiss, those cracks heal