Lovers passionate cry in the heat of the moment
"No I will not drunk drive to Walmart for chocolate" but I kiss you and grab the keys on a way to a night of regret only to find no car in the lot and nobody in the bed. You yell that this is reckless and I whisper that it is relief but I can't speak and your hands are at my neck. Water tossed and star crossed I am a civil wreck. Drowning in a sea of closure and still can't get enough. Emptiness vs solitude in these hearts I call home. The paradox of privacy and the everlasting need to get away. Running from lions,  skipping town,  jogging around questions that I don't know the answer to. I'm tired and tried at the court of course it was my fault.  Injustice in young  and in love. Sentenced with this timeless guilt as I plead for a repeat. Over and over and over again the comparisons,  the loneliness. The nightmares have stopped,  you're taking mercy on me. A white flag as the dark drags me back under.