Sat with you
I feel like home
kind of different
than before
than ever before
so different, me
to what I know
what I assumed was me
without realizing
I was living
someone else's dream

I couldn't wake up by a cappuccino today
Took me a red bull, one pink and purple stacker - from stop n shop. And a cup of coffee, Now I'm ******* my head off, hands are shaky, eyes tired, got more energy than an American stripper. And trying to ease down, just not happening. Like Chong said to cheech- You took the wrong stuff man, the wrong stuff,the wrong stuff. This bites!

If I was to write a poem
I would write,-You Are Living It
My whole life would fit
Inside of a Limerick

Words are feeling fragments
Fiend a trend and fend a friend
Here you read, hear you sing
Poetry
Calls you home
Calls you home
Poetry
Hear you read, here you sing
Feed a trend and friend a fein
Words are feeling fragments

Inside of a Limerick
My whole life would fit
I would write,-You're Living It
If I was to write a poem

I look forward to my tomorrow with you everyday.

"Forever?" she whispered.

I closed my eyes and held the bridge of my nose.
I sighed, "I don't believe in forever"

She gasped, 
"You don't?", her eyes became watery

"The concept of forever scares me, The idea of looking deep into your eyes and prophesying forever only for it to not be forever", I cleared my throat.
"I don't want put us both in an emotional disaster, I'm not about building ourselves only to be the main destruction of this utopia"
"I love you in a way that I have never loved anyone, you're my first"
"My first kiss, my first spark, my first intensified butterflies, my first everything, I can't let a promise of forever get in the way of that, I won't and I'm sorry but I can't promise you a forever, I love you too much to sell each other dreams" I sigh

"I lost my best friends to a forever, The first one committed suicide and I don't know what happened to Rhea, she's closed off, she's gone, she's all ****** up and here I am recovering from the worst kind of pain because I found you", I sniffed, clearing my throat to force the silent whimpers down. 

"I'm not ready for a forever", I bowed my head.

"I'm not ready to lose you", I whispered

black is achromatic, neutral, having no hue.
black is the color of void, the very epitome of nothingness - the absence of entity.
black is the symbol of uncleanness and impurities.

it is non-deity.
it is the only color that could perfectly capture our existence, for we are the mortals, we are the sinners.

without lights, darkness would still remain.
but without darkness, lights' significance would cease to exist.

its big and black and has more stars  than i can count
one day ill buy a space ship and fly around it
where does it begin and end?
I dunno