"No I never got over those blues eyes
I see them every where
I miss those arms that held me
When all the love was there."

You only want me when you think you can not have me.
Do you want a chase? I let you catch up to me every time.
When you do, it's never enough.

tension leads to passion. communicate with your lips. you don't have to say anything. just kiss me.

perseverance.
as the rain falls, i feel my dignity drain away with it.

our moments flashing inside.
they were so brief but they cloud my mind.

i look for you in places you wouldn't be.
i want you to see me.
to gather my thoughts through my eyes.

i miss you

i don't even know what to say..i have a lot on my mind. i need clarity and everything is so fucking vague.

i find myself wondering if those things that used to make me happy still do. why can't i be satisfied? it's almost as if satisfaction isn't enough. if i find it, i find something else to dissatisfy myself. do humans thrive on needs? are we so used to scavenging and searching for that satisfaction that we don't know how to hold onto it when we find it? sometimes i can't tell the difference between wants and needs, between heartbreak and disappointment, between avoidance and preoccupation.