It is a breath of fresh air
when two people once so different
find out that they're alike after all
and the future is suddenly brighter

The ocean is full of wonderful treasures, or so I’ve been told
But I’d like to know if that’s even true at all
Because if we haven’t explored the entire ocean, how do we know?
I often pretend that I am like the ocean
I tell myself that I’ve got something very special about me
And maybe I jut haven’t found it yet
It’s easier to make believe about the sea than to make believe about me
But I hope that the ocean is truly full of uniqueness
Because that means that I might be too

your hand sits on my upper thigh
as we drive in your car back to my place,
i carefully push your hand up higher

your hand sits on my inner thigh
as we drive in your car back to my place,
i carefully push your hand in closer

your hand sits inside my leggings
as we drive in your car back to my place,
i carefully push your hand down lower

your hand sits inside my underwear
as we drive in your car back to my place,
i carefully push your hand a little deeper

your hand sits inside my body
as we drive in your car back to my place,
i close my eyes and exhale the pleasure

“Are you afraid of the dark?”
You laughed at me because I flinched
at the sight of a pitch black hallway.
Memories flooded into my brain
and the walls began to close in on me.
I remember his hands
violently grabbing my neck
while we laid in his bed
on a warm summer night.
I recall tears running down my face,
but he could not see, could not see..
because we were surrounded by darkness.
I am not afraid of the dark,
I am afraid of the monsters
that lurk behind closed doors,
hidden by the absence of light.

i am her third option,
and she is my first.
it is not fair to me
but I do not say a word;
for if I asked her
to decide on one,
she would not pick me.
so i will take a small piece,
and she will take my entirety.