the giver

give
give
give
give
give more
take more
am i giving enough?
are you taking it all?
because you might as well drink every last drop as long as I'm pouring
i'm talking into empty space though
i know you're receiving it but could you let me know that you heard it?
catch it
hold it
tell me you like it
that you like me
that I'm you're favorite
just like you are mine
you said you needed me
and i loved that

Help. I miss you.

Gosh, I am so not over you. Getting all this new attention is so foreign and overwhelming to me. I'm curious as to what you've been up to yet I don't want to know at all. It would kill me. Because I know what I've been doing..so what could you be doing? Why is it so hard for me to detach? You've done nothing but hurt me. Writing all of this just makes me feel dumb. You and our situation have stripped me of my ability to express myself through words. Thats a first. Ha. I want to ask you why you didn't respect me. Why you never stopped talking to her. If I mattered to you, you've would've done things so differently. You say that you cared..but you didn't. You sure didn't show it. Help. I miss you.

i love you

i love you
i love you
i love you
i love you
i want you
i want you
i want you
i want you so bad.
be mine.
all mine
just mine
i'm clawing for you
on my stomach
outstretched arms for you
do i text you too much?
As you're stringing me along
I'm singing your song
hoping you'll hear me
i hope you'll tell me when you're sick
of me
so, i'll text you
and ask