You

Your words suffocate me.

But your pull is so gravitating.

Your smile is radiant.

But your brown eyes so intoxicating.

Being in your presence brings me warmth.

When I have a moment of weakness, you bring me strength.

But all these things, they seem so pointless in the end.

You make me feel this way, but I don't make you feel the same.

With you, I see happiness, but when I look into your eyes, I can still sense pain.

Maybe because you're not ready for me.

You're still hurt by somebody from your past.

What is meant to be will be.

So I will take these feelings with a grain of salt, because some good things aren't meant to last.