Sick and Whipped

Every creative word just glues to the madness and every blessed breath just oozes love-without-you sadness Break and pauses effects and causes they all lead they all read heartache. How much more do I have to take? I just keep wishing you here, willing you here, day dreaming you here, So, I'll have the chance to get to know you show to grow new words to use when I write about our time together, and not my dreams of having you near, wishing you here , willing you here. day dreaming you here. I picture every scenario so you can't surprise me I picture you walking in right now and saying let's be you and me and learn how to be new- let's screw Let's talk and walk or sit a bit Let's spend our now together adjusting nothing but sprouting rerouting what it means to grow to show to know love.... by living it together. If you need a break from connection you can have your own section of the day, take the whole month of may just be here now with me ...but your not... I can only dream so much before I notice your hand is not in mine I can only pray so much before I question the leading of the divine. God, what can bring him to me? Is this your will out that I spill out, that I kill doubt....? Or is it spit that I stay fit. Yet another Ode and call for wit from a lonely soul who doesn't know if its true love that drives arrives and dives into the daydream-felt-love-affair with him. Does it matter to you that its no longer what you look like... get fat and loose all your money so we can just be together....its nothing! I love but you.... just you...you.... just you.... Do you believe me? Can you see me? Will you ever know? I love you.