there comes a time
when you just have to stop.
or at least, i had to stop.
didn't end up crossing that road
but it felt good
to have it as an option.

you walked into my life
and i was left spinning.
had my heart beating
beyond expectations.

i remember that first kiss.
that first time.
the way my body reaches for you.
longs for you
and how it just feels right.
cliche.
but this isn't your typical love poem.

because i'm not in love with you.
know that i love you
but there's a difference.
a line.
a concept just not yet grasped.
i'm still bleeding and hurt a lil,
and i know you've been cut up.

but i'm not in any hurry.
i've never been able to sit still
but i'm just saying
that i'm willing to clip my wings-

just a lil bit.

-a.