sick.

such a novel scholar as i holler words on to the page. in hopes that they may awake one day to save a space for me in your heart.

that was just a start to see how far it could get me. you get me. like no one else does. you shrug it off like yesterdays news.

those simple clues should be a clue for me to forget about you. be that as it may. i still thought of you today.

strangely enough ive yet to have enough. you've had it up to here with tricks and whose turn is it to pick where we eat tonight?

not a date? ah great. just a friendly reminder of what i'll never have with her.
dinner by candle light seems too bright for her. it seems too much to handle. too much of a scandal to consume when rumors blossom and bloom of how we fell in love in june.

but yet i can see a lot of life in you. i can see a lot of bright in you.
enough to guide me down the darkness stricken path of loneliness.

its happiness you posses so obsessed i've become so i guess im done.
my time is near, this too shall pass my dear.

for i fear that i am not the only who will love you. my only plea is that you'll just in the same love me.