So don’t explain it,
I can’t try.
But I love the way you hurt,
And I love the way you lie.
A confused mind,
One of a kind.
The mold is broken.
Saying a token
To over reach.
Yet I preach to the converted.
Now I am dry
The words wont come
To me.
I fantasize, but not reality.
My patience thin
And that is boring
To me.
Yes it is
I just need a kiss.
Would you can you
Give me this last absolution?