(#35) Lovesick Letter, Struggle.

It's so hard to think
With you around, dear
Girl, angel, I choke on my
Feelings, just so immense.

I can't do anything without your voice-
Help me swallow the thoughts of
You that suffocate me.

Throat-squeezed, pressed-heart,
I feel so sick deep inside me
And I cannot live without your
Smile, pout- So cute.
I don't want to play your

Game of tug-of-war any longer,
My emotions are tossed about so much
Yet I refuse to pull hard on the rope,
Throw you over the line to my side
Because I'm so afraid it'll hurt you.

I wish you'd be mine, I wish you'd drop the rope
And come over, be mine, I don't ask for more
Than just everything you are to me.

I'll purse my lips and clench my
Chest and endure this drowning
In patience, I'll wait for you to say
Yes. There is no script in love
And I always stumble for the right words
To say to you, my dear girl.

The only line I know for sure without
Memorising is "I love you, so much dear."
But I'll never dare say it until just
The day my name subtly etches itself on
Your delicate heart.

This boy just wants your body and heart
He'll do anything to have you
Smile, feel loved, be cared for.
His entire mind trembles and stirs-
I'll die, white, if your lips touch mine now.
Love, love, my murderer, my pill.