I've realized that like humans need oxygen
to live
i need you all the same.

and in the same way humans can be poised by to much oxygen.

to little of you
can be poisonous to me
and surely i
shall soon
die.

I miss you
I really do.
I love you
Know it's true.
You are beloved by me
Though you are above me
You say we can't be
I'm dreaming of what could be.
I guess we'll never see
you and me
together
forever
what an Endeavor.

when can i go back home
to those lovely memories
where we spent hours in
those ancient cemeteries
so dead,
so alive,
we think,
we feel,
we bear,
we loved
it there.

I love you so much;
you do not love me at all.
How do I change that?

Is there anyone for me?
I'm starting to think there's not...
What do i do now?

stop it.

don't

pop it
lock it
drop it

I'm serious


this isn't an idiom
you idiot you look
dumb as a ***
to sum it.
stop it.

I miss home.
The buildings, the streets, the weather,
all so wonderful and full of life.
but that's just a place, which i do not miss.
a small section of time and space
which holds the things I truly miss.
people
so beautiful, so caring,
so wonderful and full of love. . .
people are what make a place worth missing.

I don't know how
. . .
    how to describe this feeling
    this love i have for you.
    it's like no other feeling
    i have felt before
  . . .
Before i met you.