for you
this is buisness.

for you
I am just a job.

for you
I am just a stranger.

for me
this is personal.

for me
this is pleasure.

for me
you are a friend.

thank you for human contact
I wish your touch would never end.

I like you early in the morning, before you even open your eyes to a new day. I like you in the middle of the night when you're mumbling nonsense and making weird noises in your sleep.

I like you in the afternoon when you can't figure out if you're hungry or not. I like you when you're upset, seeing your brown crease in frustration over some minuscule problem.

I like you when you're yelling about something and I like you even when we disagree. I liked you when you walked into my life and I liked you even when you walked away.

Even though you've walked away without a decent explanation... I still like you anyways.

I'm off to a wedding tomorrow
My plus one being the empty seat waiting for a mystery to sit itself down in it

Oh, about that wedding tomorrow?
The bride has a request....
Don't question the groom
And attempt to be a polite guest
Don't upstage the figure in center stage
And for the love of demands, be mindful of the dress
He's spent months and she's spent years
Leading up to this utopian day
Of white cake and dry tears
For those two words, sealing a promise of eternal affection, to be said
Ending a possible life of possible dread
And the fear of solitude to remain as that, just a fear

Such a seemingly simple request, don't you think?
The wedding tomorrow is sure to be worth a drink
Allow me to capture this essence of love
Marriage being such an on-the-brink

I'm off to a wedding tomorrow
My plus one being the grateful empty seat waiting for the solved mystery to kindly make its way to another bridesmaid

This dichotomy of desires

To be one

Or to be one with someone

A seesaw dance of thoughts

In perpetual motion

Is the joy of balance

A mere notion?

Two thoughts

within the span of an ocean

Engulfing a storm of emotions

Demanding a resolution

Why is it that I only feel whole again
Once I’m alone again?
Silence means I light up
and rummage through my thoughts.
Expand my mind
and ya know I like a lickle two step!
And finally enjoy what everyone else gets to.

Me

A little less than a year ago, you kissed me in your room
I spent the rest of the weekend freaking out because you didn't talk to me
I thought you regretted it
I thought I had done something wrong

A little less than a year later, you did more than kiss me in your bed
I spent the rest of the weekend thinking that things were fine
And then your best friend posted on Facebook
That you were searching for a girlfriend

I have no idea what you think about me
If when people ask about your love life, my face flashes in your mind
You call yourself "very single"
But if I know everything about you, including all your friends
If at the end of the night, you're the one tipping the bartender
If no matter how many girls you meet, I'm still the one you call
If you've started treating me the same when you're sober
Does the word "very" still apply?

I would agree with you--you are single
You can do whatever you want with whoever you like
Just know that it's at the expense of my heart

They say that there's always someone who cares more
I like to think that person is you
But you have nothing to lose
My heart starts to break every time you talk about another girl
I never say a word about another guy
It's only you
So maybe you do care more, but I'm the one getting hurt
Tell me, how is that fair?