Casually,
Eventually
Carelessly.
Especially
Subconsciously.
I
Don't
Want
To
Be.
Words spoken to me
That bare no weight
Are harmfully
Empty.

I don't like any girl that could steal you away. Because she's there and I'm here.
She'll fall in love with you,
because how could she not.
First your skin should have ownership of (painting permanent pictures with needles)
and then the bits within.

I am so sick of trying to make people like me.
There is something to be said about an acquired taste.

I didn't always like mustard.

My feelings are hurt.
I say it out loud despite how stupid it feels in my mind.

The old me would be a self fulfilling prophecy.
The old me would prove your suspicions right.

Always on the defensive.
I feel like I always need to be.

But I am kind.
I can see beauty where others are blind.
I love hard.
And I love right.

Why so many opponents
When I'm not playing a game?

I know it seems crazy.
The circumstances are insane
But we need more people on our team.
Your opposition brings me pain.

I love him.
You love him.
And I'll love you
Because he does.

I won't get it the way.
I won't let my love run dry.
I won't  abuse his affections.

I just want to make him happy.
I want him to get what's best.
I want to fulfill him in every way.
I want to fall asleep on his chest.

Too much stillness
Not enough movement.
So I run long and fast.
But the time doesn't pass
Any more than it had
When I was just sitting on my ***.

**** I'm bored.
I need something to do.
A new hobby
Trying on some shoes.
Everything exciting is too far away
Too expensive.

If I could be content with my own company
And never have to rely on anybody
I think I'd be more happy.
More self sufficient
And people would need me
Instead of me needing them.

And I get so restless
I just can't stress this,
ENOUGH.
Boredom bathed in the waters of monotony.
Spontaneity,
I dare you,
Call my ******* bluff.

Drag your fingers
Along my arteries.
Dance along my spine.
Touch my nose
With the tip of your tongue.
Kisses on my elbows.