Turned into my day wrong.
We all have our struggles. we all have our problems, our obsessions, our mistakes, our overfilling minds.
Id like to see my cup as half full, but theres a hole at the bottom.
My craving for romance, is unbearable.
My brain tries to grow up too fast.
I want cereal and coffee with you in the morning.
I want to come home to find you on the couch with a [book, guitar, tv remote, pen] and my lips on your forehead.
I want to walk to the store with you when we run out of milk or when im craving jell-o.
I want to reach over your chest to turn the alarm clock off.
I want you to lean over and whisper to me that your craving toast.
I just want to live.
I just want romance.
I just want to love.
I think my brain is about 5 years ahead of where i am.
It wants things i shouldn't want yet.
Commitment.
Shared love
shared life
shared socks.
Books on the books shelves.
A note on the door; "need more cat food"
the tv remote lost between the cushions, the desperate attempt to find it, leading from one thing to another..
.."Tickle wars 95% of the time lead to sex."
Take me away from here.
Give me life.
Give me love.
"You're never going to find it if you're looking for it."
"Can't Love, Can't Hurt"
Then why do i always hurt?
If you tell me i've never loved.
All hail the heart[breaker].
All hail the self concluded.
All hail the emotional masochist.
for that is what we are.
Beggars we are all.
I really like my friends
and i probably wouldn't last very long on the lam
but sometimes you're cutting your food and laughing and you think,
adventure is just
one mistake away.
-asw
b.
