beautiful thing ….

I have no interest in other people.
I feel no need to be a part of their world…
Why would I enjoy the company of such zombies
When my heart only beats around you?
But I’m scared …
I’m scared that you can stop the beats as quickly as you make them race
And that you will only leave a shadow of what I was,behind.
I’ll just be one of these zombies,helplessly searching the world
For that bit of happiness that was ripped out of them.

But I can’t stop myself
Stop myself from,
Being bewitched by your smile,
Melting under your touch,
Craving your presence,
And giving you all that I am.


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