Oh I can't sleep,
Oh I can't breathe.
I feel diffrent,
I feel like me.
Boy this is starnge,
But it feels alright.
There's no way,
I'm sleeping tonight.
This feeling,
Is taking control.
It starts here,
in my soul.
I can't see it,
But oh the feel.
No anger,
No rage no fear.
I can't keep,
My eyes from you.
I'm not sure,
What to do.
It's like it's,
Just you and me.
Oh I can't sleep,
I can't breathe.
Nothing else to do,
But look at you.
Because here,
I have nothing to prove.
It's like a language,
I don't understand.
Like the feeling when,
You touch my hand.
I'm waiting to be,
Pushed away.
But it won't happen,
Atleast not today.
Even when I'm pushed,
I won't weep.
Oh I can't breathe,
I can't sleep.
Nothing else to do but to look at you...A very submissive line penned with great potency of thought! totally enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing
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Nothing else to do, But look at you.....A very submissive line...intricately assembled words to depict the level of genuineness in this love affair. Well done