i think you should know that youre twisting my spine into knots and clogging up my arteries and the least you could do is give me a second of your time. i think you should give me a chance. you should know that you make my hands itch when you smile because i want to brush my thumb over your cheekbones. that my shoulders are trembling because i can imagine them resting against your chest, the idea of the warmth shotgunning straight to my nerves.
i think you should know youre making a relatively sane girl misplace her mind.
and i know youre so much more than youll ever imagine, that you are making me tangle words that once lived tucked safely in my pocket. that my fists are clenched against my legs and my mind is unwound around my skull and youre just tipping jaunty lips without a thought.
you see, ive been bottling this feeling but carbonation is beginning to shove against the cap. and i can feel it fizzing down the sides, leaking out my fingertips so that all i can tell you is sorry for spilling on your jeans. and that i know im not ideal. i know that i get jealous and im insecure and ill cut your words apart to try and see whats lurking inside. i know ill piss you off and ill drive you mad until youre driving down the freeway slamming your fists against the dashboard.
but, you should know that ill also drive you into passion. if youll let me, ill drag us headfirst into something beautiful. ill strip away the bullshit until were breathing in the essence of emotions. and for most people, it would be too much. itd be too strong. but were strong enough to match it. we wont capture the feelings but well dance in step with them.
and it wont be easy, but i dont think you want that. i think you want a challenge and if theres ever been one, its me. i cant say ill warm you from the inside out, that ill cradle you through gentle waves. but ill make you feel. ill make you think. ill make you breathless and exhilarated and bright-eyed. ill be there until flames are licking the back of your legs and your heart is on fire and smoldering behind your ribs.
so, hey boy, wont you at least try me on for size?