Tired Of The Roller-Coaster Ride Poem by Elle Barr

and so while we're at this-
I, looking at you,
you, staring back at me,
holding my gaze,
(or maybe it's the other way around?)
I realized,
that we can never get passed the stares,
we can never get passed the awkward half-smiles,
half-grin moments,
we can never get passed that desire-
for a touch,
for a hug,
for a kiss.
Not until i lose this doubt,
this doubt that makes me ask myself,
'if you really like me...'
Or not until you lose your insecurities,
especially your insecurity,
that you are not good enough,
and that no one can accept,
who you really are.

Don't you see it?
I get you,
I feel you,
we're connected.
But I understand,
That we can never be,
And I have to accept the truth,
And face the reality.