Tuesday, October 12, 2010

One more kiss could be the best thing Or one more lie could be the worst...

You know how you have wanted to be with me since the beginning of time, apparently.
You know how I've been telling you that you just think you want this when, in fact, you don't.
So I thought that maybe I was being too paranoid. I thought maybe you will do all those beautiful things you claim to be wanting to do for me; make me feel all those beautiful things you claim to be wanting to make me feel each day; bring all the beautiful words to life.
So I decided to let one of my, twelve thousand and eighty two, fences down to test waters. You'd told me you'll spoil and pamper me forever.
You'd told me you'll me love with all my flaws.
You'd told me you'll  embrace all my shortcomings.
You didn't.




Too Bad.



For You.

From Drafts

I sometimes miss being in unrequited love to text them to overthink their text to romanticize every moment to actually dream about them...