About Me.

I draw, I've always liked to draw;
I've learned to shoot trough hoops with a ball.
And, this year, I am twenty-five,
So I've already spent half of my time.
For half of that, I've had problems with my spine,
But I've always said that I am fine.

But I guess that that,
It's not quite good enough.

I've been cheated and I've cheated on,
I've fucked up most things already before.
I've been thrown out of a door
And told not to ever return,
But I've done the same to somebody else.
I guess it all sort of makes sense.

But I guess that that,
It's not quite good enough.

Life threw a few rough spots my way,
I guess I've had a few breakdowns, but still I''d say...
I'm fine. It's what life does, I've heard.
You're fine, stop crying like a little girl,
You have no need for me to return.
We've tried, and that's better than most of them.

But I guess that that,
It's not quite good enough.

I couldn't fucking sleep last night

I can quite well remember, still,
How I used to try and steal
Air from your breath, each time we'd kiss
I'd hope I'll tear apart your soul, bit for bit
And make mine, ours... swallowing all of it.
I'm afraid sometimes that I might have did.

I still remember, without intent,
How I'd close my eyes and invent
A tiny cosmos, when I held and felt your scent
I'd place another star that lit and blinked
With new space for dreams, and hopes... small gift.
I've failed an universe to give, one we've built.

I remember, but I must admit,
You've picked quite a silly man to slip
Inside of your skin and out of your slit.
I'd say you're the only woman that I loved,
With all my being, and the lust that rushed...
But wouldn't that make you a little bit sad, just?

There's just one woman that I've loved,
With all of the being, and matter that lusted.
There's just you, the woman I've loved,
With all of my being, and my flesh followed.

hmmm...

asa raman si fara iubita mea absenta... totdeauna te iubeam mai mult decat te-am urat, chiar si acum... si acum te urasc din tot sufletul. dar nu conteaza...