Crush

Everytime you touch me,
it burns.
Each time your fingertips brush my sides,
it hurts.
I don't know whats worse,
my obsession, or my disperse.
I just want you all the time.
Still I wait, i'm kept in line.
You're so simple and hard to find,
yet I see you all the time.
With my sleepless nights, I am awake,
and I consider each intake.
My breaths I suffer, my chest may break,
and I can't find your love, it's fake.
Body slam my thoughts around.
Make these thoughts of you so sound.
When reaching up, and looking down
My eyes, they scurry from your frown.