Endless Lines Intertwine.

The Endless Lines I write, the truth they bear. I wish I spoke like I wrote but lies come out the moment I open my mouth. The love I feel for you, it’s true. I’m missing you, but I bet you feel like you never knew. Do you think of me daily, nightly, or when you’re alone, even in a classroom just wanting to go home? Are you in your bed just wanting to sleep but can’t close your eyes without me appearing? Do you even remember what you had said or have you forgotten? How we gave in and when everything processed. Was your heart beating, Did your hands shake? The endless lines I’ll write about you, though, you’ll never see, but do you even think about me? Think of the lipstick that could be on your neck. The stain that would land after kiss and kiss again. Do you wish I was with you, in your bed, cuddling, kissing, never letting go again. But it’s been two weeks since I saw you last, you’re forgetful. Do you remember the confession how we admitted to the crushes we had? The two-year difference, is it too much? Are we too young to know if we love? You smoke, drink, you got expelled, my parents say I can’t even be in the same house. Your eyes dilate, I know they’re right when you mention the fights, the things you hide. You’re a bad influence, but I’m too into this. You’re in my head all day, all night, my dreams, and my poems, the things I write, the only thing that will not lie. You know this, you’ve read them, but will you read the endless lines I write that your name intertwines? Will you read the mentions, the letters. How long it takes to get my feelings out, all my thoughts about you. I love you and miss you more than you think. Do you wonder about me like I question about you? It’s been only two weeks for a guy I barely know to be in my head all day, all night, you don’t even leave my mind when I fall asleep at night. Maybe you do think of me when the class is done, when everyone leaves, And the girls prettier than me aren’t to be seen. You’re left alone with your mind the memories of us, admitting the crush, they come back to you, but the girls will come back, they can make you blush, your heart rush. Does my name appear in your thoughts, like your name has its place in my brain? Or the lines of my favorite writings. Maybe I’m just a moment you’ve already forgotten But you’re still my story I’m not finished writing So my endless lines I’ll continue to write. Rather you read them or they stay unknown My love continues to grow, As the endless lines your name intertwines, never stop writing, never stop loving and trying. My endless lines, one day, will you write something for me? Something endless and loving, my name intertwining.