crazy to think
we went from strangers to lovers
to strangers
you have seen me naked
you know my deepest secrets
no place on my body you haven't touched
yet
I no longer know you
and it breaks me to my core

how is it possible for me to want something so deeply
something I know I cannot have
my chest feels heavy
this is a cruel world

am i that smile?
or did serendipity
make me a hero?

with cash taped to
the underlining of her skirt,
she walks on home
silent on the dirt...
the way she moves,

with a little sharp stick
and a little wrist twitch—
connecting with fists,
she scratches that itch...
the way she moves,

when do you begin?
afraid of life,
afraid of sin

silently,
she shows us how to be
in the deep mental groves,
all presented by
the way she moves

I don't know the whole story
But it's all gonna pass
You shouldn't feel sorry
For shattering like glass

I spend way too much time thinking about you
Going through old messages
Longing to hear your voice each day
I have a shirt that smells like you
never washed it, scared of it loosing your scent
I want to spend each day wrapped in your arms
I want you to be as enamored of me as I am of you.

Self deceit is the worse kind of addiction...
Be as true to yourself as possible

...Break free