Absence makes the heart fonder, it burns it hurts makes me want to scream, but is it actually what it seems. Am I the only one that gets hit this hard in the feels.

When I look into them big blue eyes what will I see, that will be a mystery. Will she feel my warmth will she feel the heat that’s no up to me. My gut says yes and I guess the rest will soon be history and that’s what unsettles me.

Crying to my cigarette in the night, wish for the bright light. You in my mind you in my dreams I wish life was as easy as it seemed. Moonlight brightening up the night showing me to the world making my toes curl. Pathetic little boy crying in plane sight. That’s me on this on this wonderful night.

I want to feel pain. The confusion in my brain is intense. I sit on the wall with my cigarette. Looking into the cheery. Feeling the pain it would cause. The urge to put it out on my hand. The soothing feeling my brain is telling me it would give me. It’s still with me hours after it. wanting to feel that relaxing feeling.