to love you fiercely in all of your forms

i need to get the fuck out of here

growing uncomfortable within my own skin is not the way it's supposed to be but i'm getting more and more accustomed to it, oops

i never learnt to share

i've spent a year analyzing every inch of your backbone

and every fleck in your skin

and i've spent a year piecing together words

for seconds and minutes and moments

that i didn't think could be strung into sentences

and i've spent a year opening my eyes to you

and the thought of you

and the breath of you beside me

still sound asleep well into the afternoon.

i've spent a year finding your fingers

under the covers to hold them for another little while

and i've spent a year giving in and admitting i'm ticklish,

but only there, okay i lied again, there too,

and yes, yes, my feet too

and i've spent a year continually noticing myself

running chaotically down a hill

tripping over my feet and running after you.

i've spent a year searching for your lips in the dark,

doing everything i've always wanted to do,

but never thought i would

and i've spent a year realizing that you're the only thing i need,

the only thing i want, and the only thing i have

that makes me the happiest i can be

and i've spent a year with you, and only you,

and it seems like a long time but it'll never be long enough.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FPCGXsuzEA0

"you said for better or worse. you said it. and now i'm at my worst. i'm at my worst, baby."

if the walls in the room could talk

i wonder to myself would they lie

it's like some kind of jail

fall from the curtains onto the bed

i'm all alone now, i can do as i please

i don't feel like doing much of anything

true love ain't that hard to find

not that you will ever know

would you lay here for awhile?

please, do not let me go

there's a lot of broken glass here and i don't think i can tiptoe around it forever

sometimes the amount of inspiration that i'm surrounded by hurts my brain/ego/heart/mental state