I want to sleep with you.

I want to sleep* with you.

Your arms around me,
Our legs dancing the entwine.
My lips on your neck,
And your sigh in my ear.

No ***. In fact,
Fully clothed.
Or mostly.

Just us.

All I want is to say my rhyme
In person.
And kiss your eyes as I do.

"Close your eyes. Left, then right. Goodnight, Starlight."

I dream of your voice constantly.
I can't hear words,
Just your voice.

Just you.

The mountains once surrounding me
Were pushed away.
Melting snow leaving puddles at my feet.

You moved mountains for me.

And trekked through the icy lake
To stand by me.

And even though we stood there,
Clouds came down to us
And carried us away.

To a Fantasy?
To a Dream?

Either way,
I have YOU, Darling.

Now, everything is here.

people are always changing walls
                   new paint
                            wall paper
                            filling holes
                            knocking them down
walls would be so self conscious
    no one likes them
    the way they are

I could feel it.
When you told me,
I could feel it.
And I felt like I could really smile.

Your name rolls off of my tongue now.
It seems
Normal
For you to be a part of my life.
To be a part of me.

This will last.
I know it will.
Because I believe in our ability
To fight for it.

To let my name roll off of your tongue, too.
Because its natural.
*Right.

i just discovered a shot glass
            filled with a handful of white painkiller pills
i wish i hadn't
                  now i know they're there
                  now i have to try and forget they're there
                  now i have to stop myself from swallowing them all
i wish i hadn't
   oh how i wish i hadn't found them

Its true.
They sting, they itch, they burn.
For everyone.
I cry and I cant stop.
I cant figure out
Who or what
These tears are falling for.
Is it stress
Confusion
Anger
Sadness?
I don't know.
All I do know is

I have eyes that burn.

i told you i was

sitting on the floor in the kitchen
with my laptop
and empty coffee cup
and a spoon

then continued to say

i am so broken
the definition of broken

you replied with:

i'm sorry, but that was adorable

*how is my being broken
sitting on the floor in the kitchen
with a spoon
empty coffee cup
and laptop
"adorable"?

i punched a wall, many times today

             i should apologise to it, it did nothing wrong