Letting Go

I called her last night. I told myself not to but its her I want. It’s been weeks, months, coming on a year. I can’t do this anymore, I’m going crazy! I need her in my sight. She picked on the third ring, definitley a bad sign. She never would have picked if she knew…

The Chase

The butterflies; the heart that won’t stop racing. The primal urge to see her as a woman, but my heart tells me to see the person. Where is the balance? That’s the wrong question. What do you want? Hard to say. I want it all. Don’t be greedy. Stop overthinking things. She’s a person, not…