Married

If I married for money
I'd have long moved away from here.

If I married for practicality,
I'd find a chiropractor.

If I married out of passion,
It would have come and gone.

If I married for love,
I'd be right where I am.

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Good things and more

I want what you offer me
I want where you can take my life
I love you for who you are

This Love Thing

I like you quite a lot.
And I love you.
However, I believe,
I am falling in love with you
much more than ever
has been before.

It really is somewhat
disgusting to my brain,
this whole love thing.
But you make me happy always;
just to be around you,
and in your presence.

I'm enamored,
absorbed,
addicted
to who you are.
And exceptionally content
to call you mine.

Together

I like you quite a lot
And I love you
However, I believe
I am falling in love with you
much more than ever before

It really is somewhat
disgusting to my brain
You make me happy always, anyway
just to be around you,
in your presence

I'm enamored,
absorbed,
addicted
to who you are.

Occasionally it brings thoughts of
marriage, houses, money,
our lives as one
and perhaps producing more.

And I stop.
PAUSE.
We're so young. So much life left.
Neither of us are prepared for anything more.

But I still like to fantasize
that we'll be together from here and beyond.

Pens

Pretty script,
soft grip,
fine tip.
Now I remember why I like these pens.

Car Boys

Long hair, tattoos, smoking while they work
Bunch of country boys, grew up
with cars for their play toys.
They enjoy what they do.
There is no lie in what they do,
how they look, the work they do.

A Sequence of (Honest) Thought

I don't know how I feel about you.
I miss you vehemently when I don't see you for a few days.
I don't know how to talk to you on the phone, which leaves a bit of an awkward taste in my mouth.
I still get butterflies when you kiss me.
As much as I want you and want you to touch me, I know better.
Being able to trust you is such an emotional thing for me.
I am in love with your blatant honesty, however, it does scare me a little
I thoroughly enjoy discussing religious issues with you (and always have)
Now, though, I am hesitant, afraid I will find something to turn my mind against you.
The day I can get my mind and heart on the same page will be astounding.
I dare not push either one, for I know what can happen.
I am not pushing myself, but nor am I holding myself back any longer.
I am not afraid. I am terrified.
I know better than to plan my future, but one must have an idea to follow.
I have no idea where I am going, but I am thinking of staying close to you.
You say you love me.
I don't love you.
You accept this.
I am exceptionally fond of you.
I am falling for you.
I am not afraid of you.
I am terrified. In a lovely sort of way.
I don't know what to think of you.
*and she rereads and smiles as the cursor blinks on an empty line*

Verbose Perhaps

I am in an interesting mood.
It is a good one,
although I wouldn't define it as "good."
I don't have the descriptor to define
what it is that I feel on this night.

I'm feeling a little verbose.

a little excited
like I have listened to too much
Good Music tonight.

a little lonely
as I haven't seen my new
Favorite Person recently.

a little full on life
like I've finally realized
How Good living is.

Dark Star

I cared for you so much
sometimes still (more than I should)
I search for reasons why
and what captivated me so strongly

We were so different
so much the same
We didn't want the same things,
but we were in the same place

You are one of few
who I liked first
You caught me
and I let you into my mind

You didn't try to seduce me
it was all on my own
You didn't prod me along
it was only what I wanted

It was all so wrong
so beautifully right
It wouldn't last
thank you for not telling me

Such a short amount of time
so much time between us
Such an innocent passion
you allowed me cradle

I still don't know
how it all fell together
I am still glad
that it actually did

These Things

Things are so much more complicated than I let on
yet things are quite a bit less so than I make myself believe

These things I feel,
I don't know from wince they come.

I don't know on what basis
I can claim them.

I really don't know you
but there is so much between us.

You are in my head
and I in yours.

Both in thoughts, dreams,
and like mindedness.

You are a curiosity to me
and quite curious yourself.

...
You come sit beside me, I'm okay with that,
but now I am distracted...

Complexity of You

Every time I hear the Garth Brooks song on your page I smile.
Not because of what the song says, but bc it'll go from rock/metal then to country and it reminds me of one of the things that has attracted me to you.
You have so many sides. So many interests. Diversity. Complexity.
It's Trivium, Garth Brooks, She Wants Revenge... And each different sound fits you perfectly in each different way.
And I smile.

This Guy

I found this guy who means the world to me.
He treats me amazing
and does it without putting me on a pedestal.
He cares for me like no other,
I want to make him the happiest that I can.

He seems so sad sometimes.
I do what I can.
There is so much, as of yet,
that I do not know.
He is like no other.

Tonight, I Write

I have not written in so long.
And here. Now.
I find myself opening up.

In this dark night;
One like no other,
When I had a chance to sleep.

And I find myself writing.
I love it.
I wouldn't give it up for sleep

I chose even,
it over
my other thoughts.

Dressed in Black

They walk in all dressed in black
chains garnishing every spare loop.
I stare.
They think:
- another stupid one of them
I smile (to myself)
And think:
. I remember those days.
. All dressed in black
. Shocking the world,
. one person at a time.

A Quick Note

I like pillows, walls, cold air, and blankets
I like flowers, freshly picked
and clear water in which they stand

Better than Dreaming

If you come to see me
and find me asleep
will you wake me,
Please.
I would rather spend my time with you
than sleeping.

You & I

Office Space and Little Miss Sunshine
Ben Kweller and coffee shops
The shortest bridge in Bowling Green
- (that should belong only us)
Kisses in the rain & on the picnic table
...every where we can.
Pennies on the train track
Plans: skipping town & visiting Paris
September 5th; I know what that is!
September 14th ...I remember that one too.
Longest time apart: four days
...next time 2 weeks (I couldn't take it!)
Albino Squirrels and Lions that are King
Swinging
(Zenon, Shawna, and other strange People)
Holding hands.
Being cute and gross.

The Fine Art of Hiding my Feelings

I smile when I'm near you
I laugh when I'm with you
I think about you when we're apart

I want your undivided attention
I've fallen in love
I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen

Your the sweetest I've had
but I didn't see it in time
I didn't mean
to play with you
when I had you
I didn't realize
I was playing with my own heart

I didn't tell you my feelings
When I had the chance
Now, I'm the not so proud
owner of a Broken Heart.

You can't see how it is I feel
I've mastered (to well)
the fine art of
hiding my feelings.
I'm proficient, but to much so.

So here, on this paper,
I lay out my feelings
for you
...to never see.

4:30 PM

It is only 4:30,
but I could so go to sleep.
I'm so comfortable,
content,
and completely at peace.

Laying here, stretched out
in my fuzzy duck pants,
and my bra.
Feather comforter.
Window open.
So quiet.

Think, pray,
blissfully drift off to sleep.