I need to stop romanticizing the past.
I'm walking backwards instead of forwards.
Your name still comes to me in the night
and clings to my sheets like you did once long ago.
But if Gatsby had let go of the green light
he would have lived.
I want to live.

I could fall in love with you.
Quickly and Deeply, I could.

My lips already ache when I'm around you
and I get tingles when you kiss my neck.

I love the way you string me with your words
and make me forget I'm all alone.

I like wearing your shirt to bed
and I find myself wishing you were there.

You're such a breath taking sight to me
and I could look at you everyday.

I find myself worrying over little things
and going out of my way to see you in the halls.

Moaning in your ear is one of my favorite things
and I like the way you gasp when I touch your back.

You're laugh is so cute when I tickle you
and I like the way you flip your hair.

I'm not in love with you,
but I can feel myself slipping.
You're the type of guy I could fall for.
Over and Over I could.
I'm slipping into you.

He inhaled his cigarette
like he was taking in the cancer
to smoke out the monsters within.

I smoked my cigarettes
like I was trying to **** myself
to **** the beast within.

And that's how we found each other
sitting on a park bench
smoking the demons away.

I want to kiss you till your legs shake,
Touch me till your fingers ache.
I want you to breathe me in
And etch these feelings into my skin.

If I were you for a day,
It could change everything.
I would know all about that girl
who's smile you love the most.
I'd turn around when I saw her
And never look back.
I would search for that pretty girl,
who always had her nose in a book.
I'd sit down across from her
flash a smile and hope she'd blush.
When you return to yourself
I'd hope you'd remember.
You could finally live your life,
without a twisted **** like me.

I love you
more and more
each day
and it's depressing
watching you love me
less and less.