Love's Balaclava - Poem by Lord Jet
retaining, suppressing, hoarding these feelings for you.
veiling my emotions, encrypting them so you wont ascertain their intentions.
terrified if you will reciprocate my love, or if you can even comprehend it.
bombarding you with sex is the only way my love can actually be heard or felt.
they say actions speak louder than words.
and my love is no exception.
bound down by the past and its emotional perceptions of love between us.
constantly thinking of good times amongst us two in phone chats.
but yet to scared to take that next step, because i don't know if you still feel the same way~
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