it. doesn't. [really ever] pay.
to - be - so - sentimental;
the ~curve ~of ~your
mouth
howyousayeachvowel
₩ell,...
i sup _ pose only i
might//know//
{it is what it is}
i can Want What i Want
& you can say
<What you Will>
>>close<< your eyes
rest _  your _ lips
^^ in ^my ^kiss^^
tomorrows =
@faded
juststaywithme
,...*now

there are others.
others who whisper sweet nothings in my ear and sneak their hands onto my thighs.
others who try to break their way into my mind, enter my thoughts, search for any way to connect with me.
others who laugh at my jokes, a deep roar that implies simply that they think their laughter will make me let my guard down.
others who breathe life onto my neck, who kiss their way down to my passions and motives, who try to slip themselves into me looking for answers
sometimes, i play along, looking for a little excitement.

but it’s never the same.

because what the others don’t know, is that it’s always you on my mind.
you are always in the back of my head, reminding me that nothing anyone else could do would ever compare to you.

other people see
plain old brown eyes
but I see galaxies

,...now
whatcouldyoupossiblywant¿
you're rea  _  ch  _  ing  _ ou _ t
when-we-both-know
that door's ~~******* | shut |
all. those. times.
you { ****** {me {in
just to spit> me >out >
oH; you're_wind//ing/ it/ up
again
& i'll dive 》right 》in
cuz\ ****\ if \i
can
@lovemyself
enough
to  ]] resist ]]

THEY SAY IT TAKES AROUND 14
DAYS TO BREAK A HABIT.
ITS BEEN 67 DAYS AND YOU'RE
STILL THE FIRST THING I THINK
ABOUT WHEN I WAKE UP AND THE
LAST THING I THINK ABOUT AS I
FALL ASLEEP.
SO TELL ME DEAR; WHAT KIND OF
HABIT IS THIS?

i feel
myself;
inthequiet
& i can.
breathe.
          again.