A pair of startled faces.

" Then you took me by surprise and said "Hi, 
remember me?"
 I almost wanted to lie.
I  said

" Are you crazy?
How could I forget? "

Ain't nothing that I'm saying wrong.

"There ain't nothing that could compare to my baby, and nobody could ever come between us."

I Hate You For What You Are.

                                                                                                                                           

                                                        Nights like these, I worry.

My stomach toss and turns, and goosebumps slowly creep to every area of my body.

I feel your presence, whether I want to admit it or not.

I can feel your hair slowly brush against my face, and I quickly move. I try to push your ghost away.

I feel your hand slowly grasping mine. I clench my hands.  Making sure I'm holding onto nothing. No commitments. No home. I look in the mirror, and your eyes are starring me down. I'm beginning to feel broken inside.

 Look what you've done? 

I feel your hands trying to grab at my ankles. I scream. I close my eyes and  try to erase the image. 

I cry. Tears pour down my face. I take a breathe trying to ease the pain. It does nothing.

I don't think anyone has ever been in this state of insanity. This state of loneliness. 

Ever promise is now lies. Every smile makes me cry.  

Every human being is another emotionless walking figure. 

Another fucking emotionless walking figure that I can't stand to look at.

The smiles. The laughs. My head is spinning.

I'm not shaking.

I'm not speaking

I'm not alive.

I fall.

Both Of Us, Knew All Along.

Suddenly, I don't know what I'm doing, and I'm lost in my train of thought.

I'm floating over your bed and I can feel everything.
My breath is heavy, and my eyes are sewn shut.
My hands are slowly discovering you're perfect body.
My emotions run deep, and you take over my every thought.
I slowly grab my heart out of my chest, and lay it in you're hands.
A promise is made. Forever.


Suddenly, I know what's been done, and what's been said, but I cannot move a thing. 


My brain is overpowered and all words have been turned into goo.
I slowly grab my purple v neck t-shirt, and stare at you.
Your eyes glare into mine. This is where our future sits. Deep within our dark pupils.

I've finally found my home. That itself, is breathtaking.