I have just returned from the past, I took it upon myself to venture to wherever I could find you in my mind. I saw you lying on a hill, plaid covering you, lying on a blanket that would hold us for months. Ants were crawling up my arm and the sun was peaking through branches upon us. I think that may have been the first time I realized I loved you. I go back there often maybe someday you'll join me.

IDIOT-ICY.

Sometimes you have to turn off your brain and just do what feels good.

feeling aroused.

subdued in your room, a film of blue, consume me entirely.

My undressed letter,

The words I address trip over my lips, I'm unable to transmit my sincerity.  My pain comes off too rabid and suddenly I'm infantile.  Never did I conceive of the idea for you and I to be so loosely knit. I can hear your eyes sounding so disdained and see in your words the look of revolt.  I await for the chance to acquire who you are, I can't seem to get rid of the idea of not knowing you.  My breath is held when I approach you, will you knock me down again?  I'm always standing back up infront of you.

WORD VOMIT.

Stop giving your life limitations, stop being so full of pride--this is now, this is it.