Do not follow the masses, for they are blind.
Do not ask for more, for more will always be less than before.
Do not regret a path once followed.
At one point that path is what you wanted.
Do not fear the night and it's overwhelming blackness.
It is the future unknown.
Chase it.

Hey. Do you know?
How lucky to be loved you are?
With your brown eyes, brown hair brown skin.

Hey. Did you know?
How lucky I am to be loved?
By the brown eyed, brown haired brown skin.

Hey. Did you know?
I am loved.
By the brown brown brown boy.

What I want for you:

A boy who would move the hair away from your eyes. Hold your hand in line at the mall and make it all the other girls jealous.

Someone who would sing to you at random moments. A boy who would get mad at someone if they called you ugly or was mean to you.

Someone who would let you gossip to him and would just smile and agree with everything you said. He would throw stuffed animals at you when you acted dumb and then kiss you a million times.

He would take you to the park and put his hands around your waist and give you a big bear hug. He would tell all his friends about you and smile when he did.

You'd argue about silly things and then make up. I want to boy that would count stars with you.

Someone who would tell you you're beautiful but not too often. Who would make you laugh like no one else could.

But mostly, I want someone who would be your best friend and would never break your heart.

Wet slapping sounds, skin on skin, colliding
accompanied by ragged breathing and moans of pleasure.

It's a dream.

The pressure is building, the smacking sound becoming erratic, the grunts becoming louder.

It isn't real.

The moment is coming they both can feel it the ever rising peak of bliss before the fall in to an explosive high.

I wake up.

My boxers are tight and I am left to lay in a pool of my sweat as the waves of lust rack my body,
And
         Send
                   Me
                         Over
                                  The
                                         Edge