I can’t help it.

The way you talk to me feels like

The sweet fragrance after rain.

The magnificence of a castle.

A hypnotizing waltz.

You pull me in and throw me out,

A bittersweet way to love.

The bitter taste is the coffee of fear

Seeping into my every vein

Keeping me up at night.

Then the sweetness comes in

Making me doubt my senses

Float in a heaven of agony.

We do not share our values,

Our lives,

Our heartbeat.

Yet yours,

Yours seems light and appeasing

While mine is heavy on my limbs.

Oh, how I wish to be your heartbeat.

How i wish to be yours.