Her
She's all I can think about

Her
Who barely knows I exist
But she's the one
Who clouds my thoughts
Day in and out

Her
Who makes me feel things
That I shouldn't enjoy
But the risk of it all
Gives me thrill

Her
Talking to her is like a game
Each move
Carefully planned out
Stick to the script

Her
Makes me a different person
Now suddenly
Everything matters
Stature is everything

Her
My aesthicity
Every detail
Clothes, hair, eyes
Burned into memory

Her
Giving me mixed feelings
One day
Close
The next
Enemies

Her
Making my heart
Beat quickly one second
And not beat at all
The next

Her
Not loving her would be easier
But who said feeling was easy?

:/