That flesh which may stand between us is the only barrier I need, To what extent should I consider you in my thoughts? Why should I even look at your mere existence? It's as if you had assumed I had "feelings" for you... Realise you are only an object in the corner of my eye, To fear my presence will only show how powerful I am, Flinch at my will, Cringe by my tone, Hate my heart, Feel no contact... Tremble as I claim you...
In the dark of your shadow, I don't give you my direct glance. Its better this way. Should I dare hope you look my way? The fear and anxiety I feel, is my curse I caused myself. To not be heard or seen is as painful to the sin in my heart. Don't look my way. Don't hear me. Do not even think of my existence. There will be no day on earth you and I shall exchange emotion. Let me admire my affection for nothing more but a gh...
