.Laiceps.

You make me want to write something so bad.
Your sea foam eyes telling stories of
Girls collecting broken hearts,
& boys with so much to give
With no one who will
take.

You smile in a way that makes me want to cry so bad.
You grin like you've never heard of houses,
Haunted by souls waiting on
Love letters, and Roads
Crying to be used by
barefeet and beating
hearts.

You make me want to change my old ways so bad.
With the way you offer your hand like
It's going to make all the missing puzzle
Pieces and chipped pieces of china
reappear.

You make me want to fall in love with you so bad.
You showed me the line between love and hate.
And even sorted passions I didn't know I had.
But I don't know how to cross the line.
I want to love you but I just
can't.

You make me want to be bold so bad.
Because you're just so damn
special.