dandelions

I am delicate,

not fragile,

please handle me as such.

I was crafted,

perfected,

but I will crumble under your touch.

I am easy to break

because I am not meant to be broken,

I wonder if I can't get over you

Because I can't get over being wanted

There was something special about being wanted

Knowing you'd talk for hours about me

And go out of your way to see

I hold my breath 

Until we are free 

Free 

To simply 

Be. 

And I watch myself suffocate

Forgive me. 

I forgot what is of our reality 

My love for you has no title 

My love for you is my own 

My love for you is something unique 

My love for you I wish I could've shown 

I am convinced that me being alive is to also die at the exact same time

I watch the girl in the mirror decaying 

She's replaying every word she's heard 

The world saying 

About her eyes

Her Lips

To dance is to soar

To feel what it's like for the birds 

To be free in the air

If only for seconds,

Because in your mind, it will last a lifetime 

To dance is to be electric