to the girl i kissed but wont talk to anymore

These are the moments we dont talk about, we're afraid to desecrate them.
 we wear our truth away from our sleeves, hide how we feel and just how much we want each other,
 how we want to go back to that moment we wont mention.
 we dont say it but when we're alone with noone to see we think it.
 we torture ourselves with the knowledge that if we'de just let things be we'd be enjoying being free.

 i wont lie and wont hide, it is you i desire.
 your desire for me is what i desire.
 i want to be wanted by you.
i want to be held in the energy of your presence
. i want your attention and you to acknowledge.
 i want your affection. but as i said, i wont say it.
 at least not in your face. at least not now.

 one day when im down and out ill feed on the memory that i once had you, even if it was just a fleeting moment.
ill remind you, just how good we were.
ill manipulate you in my desperation cause the intensity of your love is what will bring me back to life, back to feeling, my soul ignited.
 ill remind you that it wasnt desire that had depleted that separated us,
 it was our choice to be sensible, our choice to adhere to the contours of the times.
 ill tell you its time we followed our heart and stuff everyone else, praying to God that your heart wants me still.
 and that its desire surpasses your reasons for no.
 but until then, ill wont tread on the memory of those moments.
 ill just keep dusting the glass cabinet that keeps them.