6/5/08

Illewmenate


I told you to stay golden.
Do you remember when you slowly watched the words roll off my lips?
"So smooth they are" that's what you whispered.Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole.And that's not lip service.I want our art to cover my walls.I feel naked without your hard work surrounding me.You're like my sheltered tent.Not a house,my home.You are my home.And I've never been so sick yet healthy.This is the most rational decision I have ever made.
I'm head over feet for you,boy.
I couldn't help it.
It's all your fault.