Knife

*Someone you really want to be with but can’t have. It’s frowned upon, forbidden, etc. It doesn’t change how you feel but you’re stuck.*

This reality seems unfair to me.
I close my eyes and you’re still all I see.
What I want more than anything in life.
Love makes its cut like the edge of a knife.
Straight between the eyes skinning through my heart.
Desire strong enough to rip me apart,
And despite what I want I can’t have it.
You left me spellbound and the fuse was lit.
It’s this way every time I look at you,
No matter what you say or what you do.
Is it really so wrong when it feels right?
When you’re truly a prize that’s worth the fight.
When it’s forbidden should I even dare?
All I want is to show you how I care.

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