Delusion

I’m sure I’m not the only one you talk to that way. The thing is my mind deludes me from seeing that. I’ll swing around in the very thought that I crossed your mind when you woke. I’ll forget that I’m merely another combination of letters that you can contact when your entertainment has lost its touch. None the less I’ll smile and latch onto every word on every sentence because that’s simply how I am but Then there’s the everlasting thought that you push on yourself of being okay alone. How badly I want to tear that god forsaken wall down and prove it wrong. How do I do so without making a mess of you, of me, of my lover. I have so much love and so much I want to say! But I’ll take a few steps back and remember my place

Somebody

I think I’m going to give in and have casual sex with someone … I miss feeling connected to someone. I miss having someone to talk to. I miss having a boyfriend to hold me . I miss it all. Someone just talk to me over the phone for  a hour.