Curious

I want you..

The simple start to so many complicated sentences.

I want you to;

touch me.

love me.

leave me.

Or maybe I just want you to see me.

But what if you do?

Do you see me?

In the missed glances and brief public encounters, are you seeing me and thinking those same thoughts I try to hide?

Interesting.

Its hard to believe someone can have life changing thoughts and ideas and keep it all to themselves.

It is hard to believe.

Hard to believe, until I remember that I do it every single day.

So is that tension I feel?

Every time I see you?

Maybe its just the weight of one hundred missed opportunities.

But I will never understand that mind you hide behind clouded eyes.

Clouds masking feelings that you aren't allowed to express.

That's what I see, and maybe that's what you see in me.

So many questions that we are too scared to ask.

Maybe it only has to start with one.

I want you.

Do you want me too?