I want to hold someone
until they can't breathe
and I slowly fall asleep
in my deep blue sleep.
I want to look at someone
and know where I want to be.
My eyes grow weak
from holding on to everything.
Dreaming of all the things
we could be.
Are you even good for me?
I want to cry
until I can't breathe.
I want someone to kiss me and say,
'It's just you and me.'
Do you even like me?
I want someone to be infected by me,
blooming in shadows only I can see.
Do you want to kiss me?
I want someone to understand me
for me.
Look at me.
Tell me what you really feel for me.
And I can't believe
what they seem to speak,
how it touches me.
My eyes grow weak!
Dreaming of all the things
we could be in my sleep.
I hate that I express myself so deeply.
I want to love someone
even when I know
they are hurting me.
Is this bad for me?
And I can't breathe
beneath my feet—
a sense of vulnerability.
I want to see.
Let me see.
I want to love someone
that drives me insane!
The love they feel,
but I can't seem to see.
Is there something wrong with me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem