MY IMAGINATION

 

Would you believe me if I told you I think about you more often then I'd ever admit?

I could close my eyes right now and envision you standing there, looking fine, smelling good and smiling bright. 

Damn, you're so fine.

I often think about how things would be if I wasn't so shy when it came to you.

The things I wish I could say to you.

To pick your brain, or just vibe out with you.

You told me you're just a phone call away, yet I can't pick up my phone. 

I can't press send on the message I've already typed out.

I can't press call next to your name.

I don't know what it is about you,

OR what it is about me, that causes me to get this way about you.

I think it's the fear of rejection, or the fear of messing "this" up, or the self sabotage, because like I know, you know where this could go.

I wonder, do I ever cross your mind?

Do you get this shy feeling when you see me?

Or have I just created this fantasy in my head and made you the way I want you to be?

Is this even real?

Would you even be there, If I picked up the phone and called?

Are you even as real as I think you are?

Is the "self sabotage" really my inner self protecting me from yet another heart break?

Damn,

See how that anxiety just comes and kicks in the door, unwarranted?

Damn..........

To the guys in my dreams, the one's on tv, even the one's that used to live across the street.

If you love someone tell them,

I love you

Signed,

Destaynee