genuine love

I stare at your pictures for hours on end Dreaming, fantasizing about holding you. Feeling my hands on your bare skin. Just being with you. But i know it’ll never happen, but i can’t stop myself from fantasizing. I think about you for hours until i realize how much i’ve time spent thinking of a scenario that will never happen. Your so handsome and funny, and anything i see your picture or even hear your name my stomach flips and i get butterflies. Every word you say sends goosebumps all over my body. I’ve tried for so long not to look at you. To not look at pictures of you. To cut off all contact with you. But i can’t stop, i can’t stop how i feel. I don’t know if i’ll ever stop feeling this way. At least not for a long time. When i see you with her it makes me sick to my stomach. And although that should put me off of you, it doesn’t. It only makes me want you more. If you knew how i felt i wouldn’t even be writing this shit. I wouldn’t be so lonely. You’d understand how much you mean to me, you mean so much to me. I wish you’d look at me the way i look at you. I wish i could be with you. I just want to feel the warmth of your body next to mine. To see your smile. I want to play with your hair, see it shine under the sun as it hits you just right. I want to watch the sun sink behind the heavens with you. Talk, laugh, make out. Anything. I just want anything from you.