

TandemLike a cloud in the midst of a storm You roll through my head taking my thoughts with you. It's impossible to see through the rain The shards of emotion that fall and break on the floor of my heart. When you leave I want to leave with you Take me with you please, don't leave. not yet.Tandem
I want to drown in your rain.


mistaken for someone who caresmaybe you’re mistaken for someone who caresmistaken for someone who cares
My first mistake was letting someone else put up the walls My second, abiding by them They were built to be torn down I see that now But for too long I simply stared at them Wondering when they would be allowed to come down. It is a prison of my own design By allowing others to construct it By standing by and doing nothing Believing when they said it was for my best interests How would they know? They only protect themselves As everyone does and is allowed to do These walls must come down Fresh air taste


silence building thoughtdo you ever feel like we started in the middle the words unsaid fill the silences as they stretch and stretch until it's too hard to break them we think and mull and contemplate ourselves to death what's right what's wrong should and shouldn't, could and couldn't overreactions underachievement pain that's never shown or shared footsteps that fall in silence for fear of hearing another it's not that we can't but we don't know how love, no, caring is a frightening thing where do you draw the line what's too far -- do you risk isilence building thought


untitled 2kissing eyelids skin so soft and gentle never want this moment to end it will soon for sunlight is starting to flood the room don't go stay with me another night or two your breath makes the air sweeter your smile makes the light brighter just stay, for me be my safety for a few moments longeruntitled 2
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Here, if you have a milkshake, and I have a milkshake, and I have a straw. There it is, that's a straw, you see? You watching?. And my straw reaches acroooooooss the room, and starts to drink your milkshake... I... drink... your... milkshake!
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