Hey guys! I’m trying something new today.  I wrote this whole poem book about this boy that I’ve been in love with and I don’t know what else to do with it now that it’s finished. I thought about publishing it on wattpad (gross, I know), but I can’t with the current technology I have. So I thought I could start off here!
WARNINGS!!
Unrequited love, mature content (almost explicit $exual acts), self hatred.
Be safe and feel free to critique!

So Take Me

How often do I stare at him? How often do I look at those hands, wishing they were on me? How often do my eyes meet yours and a flash goes off in my brain? Too many times to count.

I love to hold your hands. I wish I could run my fingers through your hair. I kinda wish I could braid it as we watch TV. I want to tangle my fingers in your curls as our bodied move together in sync.

I just… want you to notice me. I want you to grab me by my waist to remind me you’re there. I want you to hold me as I melt underneath you. I want you to catch me when I stumble. I want you to want me, like I need you.

I want you. I need you. So take me.

Coincidence? 

Our eyes meet constantly.  Is that a coincidence? We catch each other looking for just a second too long. Is it just me, or is there something there? Something we can both feel but don’t talk about.

When I meet your eyes, there’s always a moment of embarrassment. I think, ‘Oh no! He caught me staring!’ I like to think you’re staring at me too.

But that’s probably not the case. What would a handsome, smart, beloved football player want with me? Nothing, that’s what.

I fear I’ll always be invisible to you. I fear I’m the annoying friend that pushes your buttons and invites themselves over.

Side note: If we ever do end up together, I would like you to be the boyfriend who invites himself over. My family would love you.

I don’t think I’m in love with you yet. I feel like it’s building, though.

But I know you. You’d never go after me. After all, you’re straight. What would be the point in pursuing you?

That’s all for now! I have 62 of these total, so I’m probably going to do 2 a day until I run out of them. Please give kudos and leave comments so I can (hopefully) get published. I desperately need the money.
As always: Take care of yourself and the ones you love! Be safe, set boundaries, drink some water, read some poetry in the bathtub. Don’t forget to pamper yourself. Stay safe y’all! See you tomorrow. 🙂