I whisper like a brick coming through your bedroom window.

I stretch out in the shadows of your room because I fear the morning light.

I breathe in what you exhale and I glisten like your teary eyes.

I aggravate your calm and cause the chills that wrap around your bones.

I linger when you beg to be alone.

But I mean not to do any of these things, they are beyond my control.

For this is my expression of love, this is my offering of everything I am.

I don't blame you for not wanting to embrace it.

I just wish you would tell me, instead of falling asleep in my arms.

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