Let Me In
This poem is about loving someone who insists they are fine. It captures the quiet war between offering warmth and respecting distance.

I saw her building wall, brick by brick, to hide things,
That contagious laugh of her, lights everyone’s world,
But I know the darkness it hide.
I reached her as always,
Ready to give as much warmth, my cold heart possessed,
But she refused,
Hands shaking, frame trembling, chin wobbling,
But all she said I’m fine like an automate response.
Every time I step closer,
a glimpse of dimple on her face then she turns and runs
like that’s enough to cover her red eyes.
I never prayed, I never believed in god,
But if he could help me get access through her wall,
I ‘m ready to crawl on asphalt.
All I dream of is her in my arms,
Assured enough to let go of weight she holds.
That tiny being had me wrapped around her tiny finger,
Before I even knew her name,
And now that I know her, she has consumed me whole.
I’m at her mercy on a lease,
Just an order from her,
And I feel like I conquered the world.
My friend said I love her,
But they are wrong,
I devour her like the goddess she is.
One chance from her and I’m ready to burn the world,
But unfortunately my goddess doesn’t have a sight on whole world,,
So I’m left to watch her from afar.
