Cheesy

Is it the long gap, the days we look on opposite ends.

that I now shy away

can't compose inside

to talk.

That I may have stared too long

away. On the peach horizon, the promise

where you were not

supposedly there.

I am anxious that I have lost the words, the strings, the swivels and profound curves.

I'm not creative now.

My words bore you,

you won't be happy again with me.

I'd like to think you were thinking of me.

Waiting. Longing, possibly

and I was a fool.

drifting,

Can't muster the gravity to pull you back.

Because it will be shame oddity meeting you again

like for the first time.

Please reach for me,

why can't you. Brave me out from my infinite huddle.

Like me like you like me before.

I imagined away too much.

I dread the forever of this,

has it flown away?

My sheer obsession for you, I forgot.

I am anxious:

Is it still love? If I am anxious that I lost my love for you?