orange-kitsunee

Your movements are similar to that of an ocean, Pooling at my feet and ebbing carefully at my emotion. I wish to open out to you, slip beneath your waves, But I’m too scared to take the fall, to give what my heart craves. I hold my breath to cease my sobs, evading your soft grasp, I am just a helpless mouse and you’re the mighty asp. Once again I’ll run from you and keep the truth at bay, My heart I shall conceal from you, a needle in the hay. Do not try to call my name, I will not answer back, I know what I am doing, your heart and mine shall crack. I must say that I’m sorry that it has to be this way, But I think th