Words Unspoken

Infatuation 

written by: Jesson Rata 

I thought it was just a fling. 

I thought it didn't mean a thing.

You keep running in my head,

Even when I go to bed.

Moments of your touch, 

Still lingers,

I feel it's too much.

Why do I keep those memories--

When I'm not sure how to feel--

Is  what I'm feeling real? 

I don't know which feeling to connect.

If you're sending mix signals,

I don't want to link what I'm feeling,

And later, reject, I recollect. 

It doesn't take a lot of time--

For me to forget.

One moment I'm focused,

the other, distracted. 

Are you just a distraction?

Do I feel the attraction? 

Electrified when you look, 

It's an awkward reaction.

Do you understand what I'm going through--

Even in just the tiniest fraction? 

These questions are not rhetorical,

I'm sure it's all metaphorical.

I choose to stay oblivious--

To your hints,

Your actions I ignore,

Like a blank piece of paper with no prints. 

Perhaps the next time I see you,

Please make sure to be clear.

I don't want to keep playing games with you,

Just be yourself with no fear.

No need to impress,

I only ask for you--to express.

And don't worry, I'll do the same.

I'm tired of feeling this way, 

It's lame!