Know someone?
Maybe you do.
Hell, maybe you don't.
You might know someone
who knows someone
who knows.

No matter, I got a guy.
Primo.
Feel that trickle down the back of your throat?
oh, here
let me help you.
How about now?

you feelin' it?
What?
*******.
Sure, you are.
My dude doesn't
deal
in
bunk,
just in bulk.

Correct me if I am wrong.
seriously, just try to.
see if I can be smooth-talked
like a last-call first-timer.
Me and you are fighting
Tonight!

******* my head hurts.
Hey, babe wanna m-
How'd you get that black eye!
Oh.
...Oh.
Well...
Breakfast in Bed?
Love you too.

No vacation compares to the comfort I find in your eyes. They are these big bright headlights that I can't help but stare at while they careen into me. There's a moment when our eyes meet before we kiss. A smile is exchanged. And I look away for a moment. Only to return to your gaze dumbfounded as to why I could have been so lucky to have this half second of joy. They close as I get closer with my own in tow. And with slight hesitation your lips meet mine. There in that moment is exactly what I asked for and something I could never quite put my finger on. It's the moment my heart jumps in the deep end, and I feel like anything could be said with out judgement. I whisper how awkward I am. You giggle or sigh. I pull back. Say goodbye even though I don't want to. You depart and with you leaves Comfort. Until our next embrace.

I made it,
why?
maybe i didn't get my fill?
could it be possible to be selfish,
solemnly?
I wanted to ask
a thousand and one questions.
I'd listen to every answer
Hang on every word.
I'd be your Captive Audience.
and there's nothing about you that isn't enthralling.
and there's no one who could sway me in this.
and there's no way
no ******* way
I'd let you die in my heart.

Please, Don't go oh so quietly into the night, Brave soul.


I'm sorry