A heavy sigh escapes my lips
I need your seed to feed my need
Your taste still lingers on my lips
Your hands still feel moulded to my hips
Your absence has made the bed go cold.
Our heat has dissipated between the sheets
My greed for you makes me want
Your absence wants me to hasten your return.
I cannot call you, but I need you now.
Only you can help me regain feeling where
numbness resides, to feel the pressure of you
on me, in me. But you are not mine, I am not yours
We are both wanton ******.
I concede my place to second, no gold band upon
my hand, my conscience makes me short of breath
Indulgent, wanton, sumptuous gratification,
if thats all we are together, then fine, I accept.
But, I need you now, and always.

oh please
put your lips on mine
fill my body with
pleasure
and love
send the tingles
right to my toes
make me blush
and touch my face

oh please
make this feeling
of endless yearning
stop by giving
me what i want
i want you to hold me
and hug me just a bit
tighter than normal
and give me
your love

yes please
i am begging you
i have never
needed someone
like this before
i can't let you go
you're now in my head
just read my mind
and go
ahead

just please
show me that
you feel like this too
and please don't
just casually
walk by
without so much
as the glance of
an eye

I was sitting in the dark
thinking abot how much I need her
and how she doesn't need me at all.

It's just you and me:
together between the trees,
singing happily.

But there's one little catch,
you aren't even there, it's just me
we aren't by the trees.

As always, you're gone,
it's me, and i'm not singing
because you're not here.

Shattered fragments of a flawed heart splayed and lined up on the cold granite floor, emitting a soft glow and the gentle scent
Of lavender and pine

I can still feel you reaching in my chest, burning your fingertips into my heart.

"she's a bad friend, just a heads up.
I know she seems really great
and fun and understanding.
she's like that, at first.
she'll be positive and friendly, and you'll feel like you can trust her with your most-prized possession.
you'll want to tell her things, even if you're not a very open person.
she has that effect on people.
after a while, though, she starts to seem rough around the edges.
she'll go through very dramatic
mood swings-
she's a bit like the weather in NYC.
sometimes she'll be cheerful
and she'll laugh at the most
random of things.
those times, she'll be like a fresh spring day, around 72 degrees.
other times, she'll be the most pessimistic person you know. it'll feel like she's draining the positivity right out of you. those times, she'll be like a bitter winter's day, below zero and freezing.
on occasion, she'll change
back and forth between those
two seasons in a day.
it'll get to be very tiring for you,
trying to keep up with her many moods and feelings and attitudes.
you won't really know how
to handle her.
and eventually, it'll feel like she's
not really handling you.
she won't talk to you as often as she used to. she wont know what's happening in your life anymore, and you won't be able to remember the last time she told you about anything happening in hers.
eventually, you'll be the only one putting effort into the relationship.
but you'll continue to see her with other friends, laughing and sharing inside jokes and telling stories.
and it'll be so painful for you, because you're technically
still friends with her- it's not like
you had a fall-out or anything.
things will just be different between you two. she'll be distant, and so will you.
eventually, you'll just stop trying
to talk to her. all you'll do is smile briefly at each other in the hallways, sometimes talk for a few minutes about classes.
and it'll almost seem like you're strangers again.
so if I were you, don't bother with her. find someone worthy of your time and love and affection."