Entering the room, sharing the tentative first kiss of the day,
Your lips beckon me closer, and as i sit i see forked lightening behind your eyes.

You are a storm, waiting to be unleashed,
The steam of your breath sending a chill through me, i awaken.
Though when i wake i find that the dream is real,
I smile, watch the storm and find myself amazed by your pristine beauty,
Down to every little blemish you can no longer hide,
Now my eyes are used to the dark.

I hear thunder, sparks fly when you touch me,
And the gentle moans make me feel alive once more.

And here's the strange part,
Once it is done and you're purring softly, happy to sleep,
I move to leave, thinking my purpose to you is done, no longer needed.

She brushes my arm and says "stay with me, even 5 minutes more"
What bashful eyes you have when they look into mine,
A curious surprise, i am no longer needed, i am wanted.
I am no longer needy, but i want for her like one who is tired of being cast away.

5 minutes passes in a blink of your electric eyes,
and soon you plant the most gentle of kisses on my lips,
I try to keep the wind from souring this most blessed goodbye,
But i feel you shiver.

I tell her she should go back to her room,
And she kisses me once more, her eyes smile, and i walk away.


Her words still ring in my ears, echoes in a happy heart.
"What do you want me to be?" i ask her, she knows i'm broken.
"I want you to be you"
"What do you want me to do?" i ask, her hand in mine.
"Make love to me," i relive these moments, and the memory salves me,

Time, people say, is a great healer, he seems to be in Fast-forward.
We sail in time, on our little rafts,
And this castaway found another such lonely soul, Drifting on the waves.
Such beautiful coincidence, that we should dip our toes in the same Ocean.

I'm living in a sandbox,
As i walk and talk, i watch the wind make change to my world,
Painful, awkward change.

I am accepting this, but i feel as though under everything you say, there's this shout of help,
Coming from the part of you that would never tell me things straight, that regrets her silence,

It's a choice between facing the pain i must endure to become stronger,
or falling, smiling, back into the flames.

Even if you will never love me again,
Know that you will never truly be loved as i loved you.
Passionately, unashamedly, and unconditionally.

If there was even a single doubt about your decision, you must tell me,
Or truly **** my hope.
No pride, nor hubris, just our souls, as we once were.
For like yours, my heart is telling me to do things i don't want to do.

We need to get this transition over with,
Like ripping off a plaster.
So help me feel not so lost.

But spare your cruelty, my heart cannot take the fact that things turned out like this,
nor can it stand the thought of you with another,
So i ask you as a friend, try to steer these scenes from my eyes.
For i don't want to cry again.

To wash away the anguish,
Like God's own rain on my skin,
Your touch cures me,
Your Gentle caress releasing so much tension,
I feel human again,
I feel wanted.

I need to cry.
I want to all the ******* time, but i can't produce a single tear.
I want to cry on your shoulder, but you've moved on.
And i know, you're the only person in the entire world i can feel so comfortable with.
I just need to cry,
I'll explode if i don't,
I worry about what i'll do if the sadness keeps churning into frustration,
Watching all the bright futures fade into dust,
After watching my relationship turn to ****,
After watching you walk away, knowing i no longer live in your heart.
It makes me feel so much worse,
Even if you don't love me anymore,
I need this favor,
I need you to help me cry.
I need to say goodbye.

I wonder if this week was as horrible and ****** for you, as it was for me.. :/

Everyday it gets worse,
Everyday you're just that bit further from caring,
Time wastes no time,
He steals you away, his best friend bad consequence shielding your eyes,
I wish i could go back,
Let you know that i would have changed anything to make it work,
I put my soul into this, but the love i feel is not reciprocated,
And never again will i have the pleasure of your lover's touch,
Never again will i see the look in your eyes, when your love was like a spring.

Only when i read what i have said to you aloud,
Do i realize how desperate and childish i am.
Which is only natural,
When i know i'll never kiss you again.

I miss your embrace, and the feeling that it once stood for.
I miss your love.