It's killing me; Maybe Pandora should've not opened the box twice.

I ain't strong enough to sham my feelings. 

I tried to turn my head.
From everything from you.
But in every direction, I could feel you against my breath.
Is this love or dilemma I can't construe?

I tipped my king over,
But the game carried on.
This bloodshed between my head and heart,
I'm dreadful, ashen, and worn.

Like the warm sunrise,
creeping from the quite landscape,
Like the first light of dawn,
Wrapping the world in gentle comfort,
Serene and calm;
When you pulled me around your arm,
I finally feel something after an interval.

My head was telling me to run.
But my heart;
It was wanting more; it was ready to implore.
I was supposed to turn my head away.
But I ain't that strong enough to act like my feelings don't exist anymore.

I tried to forget, erase my memories, everything.
Because I was hurting.
Then last night I again saw you in a dream.

Trust me, this wasn't like usual; it wasn't normal.
It felt as if our breaths intertwined.
Dissolving the space between us,
Like two rivers merging into one
Flowing together, inseparable, and whole.

I could feel your warmth; 

When,
Your eyes were telling me I am enough.
Your lips; pressing against my cheeks.
The more you gave, the more I seek.

They said, "When you dream of someone, they are thinking about you."
And I hoped if this was true, even though the truth I already knew.
But can you confirm it in your voice once?
Take this as my plea,
Is this just a projection of my feelings, or did you actually think about me?