3.21.12 (confession pt. 2)

personalities:
diluted.
friendships:
polluted.
intentions:
misconstrued.
thoughts of love:
discontinued.
moving on:
not quite.
cautious friendship:
nowhere near right.
feeling tense:
all the time.
emotional influx:
greater than any crime.
anxiety peaks:
always pacing.
heart it jumps:
and so it's racing.
i'll call it love:
if not i am blind.
although i try not to:
still i think of you all the time.
supposed to move on:
so i drink a bit more.
but my friends do encourage:
the pursuit of some whore.
yet i've never cared:
to be on the hunt.
because all i have wanted:
is to love some one.

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