More poems by Pan! Gaskarth

When we meet again

This time apart
Is killing my very small heart
I hope to hear your voice again
But my hopes never go as planned

The feeling that you give
The butterfly's, the fast heart beat and even the hot face
I wish you could just get a small taste.

Since you have no clue what you do to me
I think I will have to explain

I love the way your voice sounds when I'm so upset
I have a panic attack if we don't talk for more than a day
When we do you give me the strangest feeling
My heart speeds up
My face heats up
The butterfly's are uncontainable

So I have to get my fix, all it takes is one more hit

I hope you know what you mean to me, cause if you didn't I think I might plead insanity
Poem by Pan! Gaskarth