My long stares,
It's not you.
My mind is wild,
But not because of you,
Just at the threshold of allure.
I madly crave the perfection that you are,
Walking around in that skin and face.
I would wear you on any given day,
Because who I am is everything you live.
Anytime you're around, I am more fragile.
I want to sink into darkness,
Because I want my whim to dim light.
The sun beams upon my existence.
Never wanted this,
Just wanted to be the one for someone.
What I could be, if I were a Greek god's gaze.
But instead, I am a collision that God didn't care for, haunting your eyes.
© Alex M.