you and i

july 1st, 2019

when i look at you, i smile.
i'm not sad, i suppose, but
it doesn't mean i'm happy.
i can't be happy
to see you there by her side.
i'm not sad, i suppose--
i'm just crazy.

what if i were your lover?
i often wonder.
i'd be no different than she is,
as your wife, yours forever
yet i never stop dreaming
of a world where her love
doesn't swallow you whole.

when i touch you, i tremble.
i'm not desperate, i suppose, but
it doesn't mean i don't want you.
oh, how i want you
more than anyone in this world.
i'm not desperate, i suppose--
i just need you.

what if i just forgot you?
i often ponder.
i'd be empty without you,
still i am yours forever.
so i never stop dreaming
of a world where my love
swallows you whole.

* back to drops *