Beautiful

Its so beautiful,  
Watching her sleep.  
So...  
Peaceful  
Delicate  
Calm.  
Her twitching so adorable  
You can tell she's dreaming.  
Its so rare, to see her at peace.  
A mask often covers her face  
Her carefully sculpted face,  
Her freckle-dotted face.  
This girls body frigid with the pressure  
The pressure of living  
 
Teardrops fall into the river  
By which we sit, crying together  
"Is it weird that...I have..."  
I can't say it.  
"Come on," she coaxes.  
"You can tell me."  
"Is it weird that I have a crush on you?"  
The world stops, but for a moment  
My lungs feel broken, they won't move  
"No, it isn't."  
 
 
Oh God  
Oh God  
Oh God...  
 
Did she...just deny my fears?  
Yes.  
She did.  
 
So many more questions swarm into my head  
"Do you know that you're my world? My life? My soul?"  
"Do you have any idea how much I want to hold you?"  
"Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?"  
"Do you know that I love you?"  
 
The courage to ask her  
Is weak  
Anytime I get a chance,  
I falter  
My knees buckle  
My hands shake  
My heart races in my chest  
 
She is just..  
So powerful.  
So strong.  
So intense.  
 
I love her.  
I hope she loves me too.