logica

my logical mind can’t let go and i want it to want it to sigh at the sound of your voice and moan when it feels it i want it to exclaim things and say this is costing me something and say i don’t know how to not give something up to you do you want it?

i want to hand over my outline to you and let my skin shrug off my shoulders and fall around my feet and i want to look up and see in your eyes that you want this too.

i want to want to want to always i must hold myself back do i feel things too quickly too deeply too irrationally?

i’m carrying this and it hurts the longing could break me apart into a million pieces