how long do i have to wait
feeling despised of late
how many times have you fall down
leaving me to pick you up
none
i miss the times when you call me on the regular
seeing you when i wasnt popular
i missthe long chats in the night
when breezes are such a fright
you'd give me sugar for my coffee
and id give you milk for free
you would mess up my hair for fun.
and fun for me is seeing you undone.


well all those are fabrications of my dreams.

am trying out new means of writing.
will work on it.

and yesterday night was a blast.