My feelings seem like fiction

Fantasies on page

I feel I’d explain easily

Only face to face

All is wasteful all the while

Bound to scare away

It’s not a lack of words

Just no proper way to say

To win

To gain favor from afar

All this ink accomplishes is making me seem jarred

Unstable and obsessed

Maybe it’s due time to put it all back in the chest

Address it for a move

An unknown destination

Maybe someday I’ll find you