That's all I seem to be able to do. 
Wallowing in my pain. Or  rather the thoughts of you, conjured up by my mind because of the empty space you left when you walked in and out of my life. Certain subconscious happiness  in your leaving but the clear sadness the clear surplus of what ifs are never ending and I cannot break free. 
I miss you. That's all I know now. Missing you, that is all I am now. I wish for so many things, your happiness seems to out weigh, every selfish wish I have had, what is love if not a touch of possession, selfishness. 
 .qm

I
      Want
                    To
                             Touch
                                            You
                                                         Beyond
                                                                             Your
                                                                                           Skin.

A passion for people he has, and wants to break out and dance
The dance and music of life
The life to be alive
Alive to be acknowledged, enriched with the power of knowledge
The knowledge to feel fulfilled, and the key to open his soul
The soul that was locked and now ready to be released
Released and unristricted, the door opens and he finally breaths
The breaths that will lead him to his heart
His heart has awakened and he is elated
WHAT A EUPHORIC FEELING!

you live for the silent afters, i hate when you don't speak to me, i hate it when you walk away, i am falling in love with the back of your head. 
i love you.

I wish I had a Gandalf
or an Obi Wan
when all hope was gone
Or a Morpheus to come
and make me believe
that I am THE ONE.