to love and be loved in return.

to fall in love and never mean it. to whisper fate into my ears only for fate to tell me it was all a lie. .how couldyou?how did we?come to this.

Its like, every time I decide to go away from you,I leave some of myself behind.I subconsciously give myself a reason to call yu.I hate this part.& just when I think I've moved on, one day out of every month will bring everything back to me.The love, laughs & pain endured returns & again.I'm stuck.I wish I could shake yu off me.But the reality of it is, well at this point anyway,Some part of me is waiting for yu to come your senses.

Nothing gives me inspiration the way yu do.& I can't comprehend why.I just know that when your around, suddenly the words flow again & I can't stop thinking of new shit to write.Your aura makes me want to come out of myself & broadcast to the world via myspace bulletin,That I can't stop thinking about yu.I want to itemize while indirectly explain how I feel.But, I'd rather yu not know

blah.
tis but a Dream