They say it’s unrealistic to try to take down a star for you.
They say it’s pointless to look at the moon and wonder if you look at it right now.
They say it’s embarassing to touch my heart and think about you before I fall asleep.
They say it’s clingy to think about how to surprise you this day, first thing in the morning.
They say it’s creepy to talk to you like you are standing next to me when time and space seperate us.
They say it’s weak to hope that you touch me when I dont dare to touch you.
They say it’s irresponsible to hope for a kiss when I’m sick.
They say it’s gross to suck the blood out of your wounds when you’re hurting.
They say it’s silly to try to leave a piece of my soul in every gift I give you.
They say it’s impossible to feel your touch when I touch myself.
They say it’s obsessive to want to share all of my laughter with you.
They say it’s unneccessary to worry if you get home dry when it’s raining while not even knowing if you’re outside.
They say it’s unfair to expect a hug after we fight.
They say it’s freaky to consider your breath the most marvelous smell in the world.
They say it’s narrow-minded to think that there is just one soulmate for me.
They say it’s cruel to put the weight of my deepest fears on your shoulders.
They say it’s overemotional to pinch my arm after wet met to make sure it was not a dream.
They say it’s immature to want you to care about my diet.
They say it’s annoying to tell you you’re beautiful at any chance I get.
They say it’s sad to joke about myself and hope for a compliment.
They say it’s awkward to brag about us with others.
They say it’s insane to wait for you.
They might.
Be right.
But here.
I am.
I.