�������������� I want to hear�the sound of my heart beat. When it is about to out beat any rhythm. I get attached like sticky honey on my finders. The soft touch makes me fall in love. Bare skin, butterflies all around me. I loose it. Everything fades away except for my main point of desire. I loose my breath. I cuddle myself to sleep. As if I am cold. The wind seems to blow through the hair on my body. It tickles when I am not wearing any clothes. I reach out my arms and hug myself. Laying down in silence. A million thoughts rush through my mind. Imagination, it is so amazing but in reality it was never like this. There is no need for perfection. When I feel love, I have nothing to argue about.
�������������� I roll from side to side searching for a comfortable spot on my bed, Stretching all directions. This is not all about me, feelings don't work alone. If anyone felt what I feel, there would not be any misunderstanding. And as I hide in dark places to respect the world. I wait, for long. For the time that never comes. Something comes in my way. Pushes me back in line. I want to make things work. Fix all the problems. It can be done.
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