Your Girlfriend

Confused, but scared.

In the hush between heartbeats,
where silence swells like a storm cloud,
I find your name sprawled in my thoughts—
a shadow that lingers, warm and cold.

You left me scattered like autumn leaves,
yet now you summon me back with whispered hopes.
Your voice wraps around my doubts, tender yet tumultuous.
Am I piecing together love or breaking open coconuts?

Hours stretch like rubber bands pulled taut;
distance sharpens edges of our moments past.
Trust wavers as dreams clash with reality—
what if we dance on broken glass again?

Yet there’s a whisper inside that says: hold on!
That pulls at threads woven deep in my heart\'s fabric,
reminding me how waiting for you feels timeless.
Even the rain can’t wash away this ache—

I\'ll stand beneath clouds heavy with memory,
counting raindrops as they trace the lines of longing;
each droplet spells out your name—a familiar curse.—
But perhaps love shouldn’t douse itself in fear.

Do I cage us behind these walls? Or set us free?
Could an open door cradle soft promises unbroken?
The thought twirls within like leaves caught in wind’s embrace—
but lingering hesitation tangles it tight once more.

What if loving means redefining what we\'ve built?
Glimmers of hope dispersed through murky waters—
your laughter calls to gentle waves crashing forth anew;
still fears run swift—a current pulling under and under...

And every beat drums “you’re lost” while stealing warmth from time;
do I hurt you by holding too close—or not enough at all?
Hearts thrum along tethered strings attuned to sighs unanswered...
when every echo asks: Can we fall without losing ground?

Confusion blooms bright amidst thorny paths so twisted,
and still—I would wait here forever among pouring rains;
for even sorrow shapes joy into delicate frames—
wondering always if loss is worth the weight of chains.

So tell me why your smile still ignites silent storms —
could love be stored across miles—and tangible distance apart –
or could seconds swell into minutes chasing echoes retained…
As uncertainty mingles softly where two souls remain…