I find myself, too often, lately
jumping from elation to monotony in a matter of hours;
finding happiness in your conversation,
and routine when you leave.

I tend to always desire more chances to break away from the typical-
to find more in you,
to appease all my urges at once.
I am restless and always craving something new,
a thrill to top the last,
something that will leave me with every bit of myself halcyon.

For all that, I am disinclined to grant myself this appetite for something more.
Fear that once I do, I will no longer find excitement in myself.

Instances like you show just how weak I am
How easy it is to wrap my mind around the idea that I could be something more
That I could push myself towards something I want.

But how easy it is for you to come around and change everything I once believed.

There are going to be times where you'll feel like you'll want to change yourself
don't.
Even if it's to be a better person
don't.
Because right when you feel like you're about to change everything around
and have found just the right thing to help you along
something bad will happen again
and the you that cared
won't.

I want to stain your lips with my name
Drip my mind down your back
Trace your collar bones with my soul.

Please touch me so I don't feel so ******* empty.

It's nearly 3 in the morning
I'm still awake
And ****,
I'm still thinking about your eyes.

I doodled a mini solar system on my homework today
It made me think about your eyes.
I want to travel through space and never come home
Go to the moon and never worry about the absence of gravity because your mind pulls me in just the same.

I kept searching for paradise,
and then I found it
in the color of your eyes radiating ideas too big for the world to ever understand.

I kept searching for something more,
and then I found it
in the flavor of your kiss far too passionate for the world to understand.

I kept searching for something else like you
and I never found it.