It's one a.m and I can't sleep,
All because thoughts of you are engulfing me.
Another sleepless night,
Seems like I won't sleep until things are right.

But you see, she's not just any lass That's the thing that terrifies me, she wasn't just any lass yesterday, and surely she won't be just any lass tomorrow. She is not just a lass. Because no other lass can affect me the way she does when she smiles, or when she speaks.

He sits at the table glares toward blank paper,
Sighs and glances to the empty trash bin.
No ideas, not in ages.
At least last time he had ideas to throw out.
Though back then, he had something to write about.
And back then, he still had a muse.

When he taught me how to dance,
It was never for any solo dancing,
So without a partner,
Fearful to dance by myself, scared of critics.

When she taught me how to love,
I was told often times it would be solo,
So I was left searching for a partner,
Fearful to never find love, scared of living alone.

Though, when I taught myself,
I told myself it was okay to be alone,
So searching for myself,
I said, eventually the time will come.

Tick
        Tock
Tick
        Tock
Tick...
Oh, how agonizing and stressful the clicks of a clock are.
Tick
       Tock
Tick
       Tock...
And oh, how the the conversation in the room around me are taxing.
Tick
      Tock
Tick...
The Smiles, the laughter
Tick
       Tock...
You tell me to wait, that everything will work out, there's nothing to blame.
Tick...
But baby, patience is a virtue I've never been able to claim.
Tock.

"Why does love ****?"

The thing is Love does not ****. Love is the best feeling that someone can experience throughout their life time. You know what *****? Rejection. Rejection in an emotion that will cause an ache in your bones and a sting to your heart. With all that pain, and all of those thoughts that are overwhelming you. Just know, it isn't love, it's pain... It's rejection

Everything lately makes me home sick,
The songs we played,
The places we layed,
The restaurants where we ate,
The locations I took you on our dates,
My shirt your wore,
The school and the halls we walked, where we met at the doors.
You are my home.
I'm so ******* home sick.