Brown eyes, haunting me
Kiss me, love me raw
Ramble on man, no roots here.

To be loved by you
Even for a moment
Is sweeter than southern sweet tea.

Don't go, don't ride away
Just stay, with me
Plant me some roots.

In the summer
I stretch out on the shore
And think of you
Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,
It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its fish,
And followed me

So can you blame me?
I'm weak, I'm lost
I know these things

But you never will find me staring so blankly
Into red and blue lines all telling me where to go and where to be
I've burnt down every house that has offered me warmth
I have burnt up everyone who has ever offered me love

And now, here I am
Less then I was before
Drawing circles in the dirt
Dripping with worry
Dying to say one last thing to you

I know it will never be said
I know it will never be heard
But the trials of a man, of a child
Must continue on

I am sorry
I am scared
I have tried so hard
I tried, and I lost

Sick and brutal juvenile contempt
I love you
But that's nothing
I know

Nothing but a matter of life and death

So to anyone out there that still gives a ****
Goodbye
And to you
The only one
For finding what little there was left and draining it

Thank you.

Stay Human.

Give me a sign.

A thought.

A glance.

Let me know what's on your mind.

Do you think of me?

When I look at you.

I'm lost.

Confused.

Utterly wrecked.

My heart.

Has been torn out and thrown in front of an audience.

To look at and laugh.

At the ignorance and stupidity.

Of adolescent infatuation.

But it hurts.

It hurts to think you'll never know.

It hurts to think you'll never care.

It hurts when you talk about him.

I want to scream, tear my hair out, cry.

Cause a scene, throw a tantrum, let them all hear me.

Hear me loud and clear

I want you.
I need you.

I love you.

I couldn't love you any less than I do,
I've tried.
I ate my tongue like a sponge breaking
apart after sitting in a bucket of suds
weeks after the car has been washed clean
of the mud we sprayed on it's flanks
fighting and kissing like two magnets
meeting for the first time.  
Separating us is like pressing
the opposite sides together,
they'll only want to face each other again,
once you've stop trying.
How could I love you any less,
when you're the only thing that is keeping me
breathing in my own poison.

Our flowers, rotten
Our memories, forgotten
Held together by string
I hope it breaks

Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing
How love that passes is enough.

Sing about the long deep sleep
Of lovers that are dead, and how
In the grave all love shall sleep:
Love is aweary now.

Your cold-lipped kiss
is best of all,
and I still love you
through the thaw.
The fire fades
in summer's sprawl,
and I always lose you
in the fall.