

inside outOn a chilly spring morning I wrote to you. Timidly, and with fumbled fingers.inside out
I spoke of your travels, local happenings and the last vestage of winter that spat on my front foor on its way out
and that you were missed.
Quietly, and with careful intent as not to arouse suspicion,
someone missed you.


shame on youback to hating (in the loosest sense) how dare this happen to me now does that sounds familiar? my life was simple and i was fine being unaware how unfulfilled i was and fuck if you didn't show up andshame on you
screw with my incomplete heart any of this ringing a bell? knowing full well that we would be forever changed you had the gaul to stand there looking at me talking to me letting this connection begin how dare you doing nothing in particular walk into my life and turn it upside down


the storm - 2there is no way in hell I'm sleeping tonight I can hardly move or breathe or blink orthe storm - 2
can you feel my heart from the next room?
this is madness, you know
oh, in my lifetimes I've never needed so strong I love you
and I'm about an inch away from not giving a shit anymore what kind of future would I have if I don't and then hate myself for never having done it? a much worse future than spending eternity feeling guilty for not feeling guilty
it's better to ask forgiveness rather than permission and I'm ready to repent my eternit


the storm - 1crazed, unbalancedthe storm - 1
I can't stand it for another moment but what choice do I have
the true test of my Karma patience feels only like a virtue when you've finally got what you want
but the thought that I may never lay next to you and sleep warm in your shadow is sending me into an insanity that is unimaginable and endless
I hurt again, yet you're right there just a few feet away touchable only to my mind
my soul is screaming tell me you can't hear it, empathic beauty you hear me crying out to you
when will I ever hear yo