Souls have no meaning here,
This is reckless behavior.
In the wrong places,

I am impatient and let the future get blurry.

I cannot make a decision at this point in time
If I am okay with the fact I carry no value to the one I let hold me.

I am laying exhausted next to someone
Who does not love my thoughts,
And brushes over my words with his own.

I am restless next to someone who's parents and friends I am not allowed to meet,
And leaves empty beer cans scattered after a night with his boys.  

But it doesn't feel as terrible as I thought it would.