Bliss.

It’s pure bliss.

There’s no other word for it.

The feeling I get when you walk in the room,

When I see your smile 

And that look you always flash

It’s more than butterflies.

It’s more than happiness.

It’s pure bliss.

You put me on a cloud.

And I float up there in the sky

until it’s time to say goodbye.

I don’t know what it is,

What makes us so good?

Why does it feel so good?

Why does it fit so well?

Well, who cares why!

It works in a perfect way, a weird way.

A perfectly weird way.

And I love it.

It’s pure bliss.

With you.

This is exactly how I feel when I'm with you. 

<3

Wish I was Here Wednesday

Can't wait for spring 

<3

You & me.

Clouds.

Clouds. 

They fall over us, hide us, 

keep us from what we want. 

They drape the sky like loneliness drapes over my heart. 

They roll in for days upon days, 

deciding when to leave only when they’ve poured enough, 

only when they’ve emptied every last drop, 

only when they have nothing left to give. 

Daydreams.

<3

Subject Change.

Why do I change the subject?, you ask. Because. Because I know that there’s no good outcome if we keep talking. I know where the conversation goes, and it doesn’t ever go my way. So yea, I change the subject. Because who wants to face reality? I don’t. I know what all those conversations end with. And it’s not, “hey, yea, lets hang out.” Instead its, “I really shouldn’t hang out with you anymore.” I don’t want to hear that. Who would? C’mon. I’m sorry if that makes you mad, but imagine how I feel. I found someone, but that someone doesn’t want to be found. He doesn’t know what he wants.