just tonight, just once, life should be like a movie for me..
I could be here, lying on my bed sobbing, or curled up naked on the floor of my shower.. and YOU come to the condo door.. you knock.
I answer, all ugly and awkward looking. and without regard for cuts or my nasty form or for the tears, you throw yourself around me.
And then, tonight.. no trist. Not even the inclination... yet I do not sleep alone. You would hold me and I might sob and you would run your thin hands through my locks.
You would tell me I was beatiful.. you would let me know everything would be ok, that my efforts will pay off.
And tonight I would not sleep alone.
No nightmares.. just your warm, perfect body, somewhow enchanted with total understanding of the Fovea.
If this night were like a movie, you could do that... and I wouldnt be alone.
If.... but reality, she is a cruel bitch.
I could be here, lying on my bed sobbing, or curled up naked on the floor of my shower.. and YOU come to the condo door.. you knock.
I answer, all ugly and awkward looking. and without regard for cuts or my nasty form or for the tears, you throw yourself around me.
And then, tonight.. no trist. Not even the inclination... yet I do not sleep alone. You would hold me and I might sob and you would run your thin hands through my locks.
You would tell me I was beatiful.. you would let me know everything would be ok, that my efforts will pay off.
And tonight I would not sleep alone.
No nightmares.. just your warm, perfect body, somewhow enchanted with total understanding of the Fovea.
If this night were like a movie, you could do that... and I wouldnt be alone.
If.... but reality, she is a cruel bitch.
saturn1:
you can call me you know... i would but i feel that i've tried too long without any reciprocation. i'm tired and hurt by it and i deserve better than that. so it's all on you ... if you want to call i'd be more than happy to talk.