That feeling.

I can't hide this feeling that I get,
It comes from the pit of my stomach,
It follows all the way up to my mouth.

I say things that I don't mean,
I phrase words so that they harm others,
But I don't mean it,
Why won't they understand that?

I have this urge to go back in time,
But I don't know what year I'd stop at,
What day I'd replay,
Because I don't want to remember somethings,
Somethings were hidden for a reason.

I feel aching pain in this thing,
That beats beneath my skin and bones,
It hungers for what I cannot have,
Because distance hurts,
Although I look forward to the times I get.

I have this urging in the back of my brain,
It tells me to leave so that nothing bad happens next,
It wants me to be happy but not hurt so much,
I can't though,
Because I'm beginning to love her,
And I don't want to hurt her.

I have this growing friendship,
With the woman that I am falling for,
I don't know what to do or say,
Because I don't want to hurt her,
Or make her angry,
Let alone sad..

Why can't I ever say anything right,
That wouldn't make her say "I'm sorry",
Or feel like she needs to build those walls of security.

I want to be the one that she can come to for comfort,
Not have to crave my presense for such other things,
I want to be the one that charishes her heart,
As if it were as delicate and fragile,
As a thin shard of glass.

I do look forward to seeing her again,
I will soon enough though,
She promised me comfort among hugs,
I do enjoy her warmth,
Because my body is much colder normal.

I do hope that I don't upset her,
I don't think I could live with myself,
If I made her angry at me..

leafsailor
a fine poem about the most difficult of things ..love ,i say ask softly ,listen carefully ,accept

robyn selters
a tender searching... a wonderful appraisal of those early moments when we are not sure of ourselves and our skills... well conveyed