Do you love me?

Petrified of rejection, mortified to trust you

Although innocent Im still afraid of you

My heart says yes but my mind says think

But when I look into your green gem eyes I don’t want to blink

My breath dislodges from my lunges

Words do not flee my tongue

Then I snap back to reality telling myself “do not divulge your feelings”

Only when in solitary can I fantasize about you and me

Would it ever be? Would you ever like someone like me?

Do you feel the same way?

Scared to know the answer I shove the questions into the back of my brain like dirty clothes in a full hamper

irresolute about my feelings, should I just ask? What if he doesn’t feel the same way? What if he does?

not always the attractive one of the group so I am often oblivious

Like anyone could ever be interested in one so uniform to the background

Or am I just being insecure?....

Are my doubts too much to endure?

When I look into the mirror can I insure

That I am pretty enough for you?

Are you sure?

For my innocence has been taken from a deceitful other

So it leaves me bitter and untrusting

Will you change my perspective?

Replace it with love and haven?