Why do I fall in love with every woman who gives me the least bit of attention?
It's like if a wonderful attractive young woman waved at me, I act like it means that she wants to sleep with me.
Half the time I'm right..... But that's not the point.
Because when I'm wrong I don't know it and i'll aspire for you. And I'll want your touch. Your kiss. The feel of you against me. To know that all this time I've known you has not been in vain.
I don't even know who I'm writing this for.
There are a few of you that I guess could apply to. But you're not gonna read it anyway. It's like talking to a brick wall.
Like I'm amplifying the sound of my dry hoarse voice through the hole in the noose.
So just slip on through and let the cold black embrace you.
I don't know if you wanted a comment, but I'm still reading. You don't know how happy I was to see you've updated this. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteIt makes me happy to see that someone is still reading it! my work is not in vain. Thank you (:
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