I am the butterflies -
the beating in your heart
The reason why,
you cant sleep at night and -
your mind is always full,
of fears
I am the thing you cant have -
the voice that makes you faint,
the lips you want so badly,
the eyes that melt your heart,
and the hands that hold it
I am your inspiration -
your every thought -
the only reason why Spanish is your favorite class
but,
I am also the knife in your heart,
the arrow in your throat
the person you should stay away from

The memories of us,
the close-to-your-face looks -
how I told you your eyes were pretty
and held you when you were cold -
you almost said that you loved me,
don’t ask how I know -
those eyes told me,
their deep melancholy blue