A cluttered mind is worse than an empty space, you try to​ have a single thought but millions of emotions drown you as if you were swimming in an ocean enough to save a desert and out of all the thngs on my mind my favorite is to think of you, although I know you should be the last on my list the taste of sin is a bitter thought but a sweet action that asilerates my heart beat, although you dont deserve me the fact I never had the permission to grasp you is what keeps me going its a sick game that I find fasinating and through the millions of scenarios that goes through my mind when I think of your face or your name, every day is not the same and th only thing that that I hate is that your not consitint your moods change one day we click we are viewing and expressing are feelings the exact same way, then another we discommunicate and my mind wonders and remembers all the times we had and how I wish I could get it back, then my eyes gaze in deception how could I let this happen? but then when the side of you I love the most returns nothing matters because your close, the problem is the power in this who situation and the secrets become a mission to control I become the fool everytime I trust the lies and everytime I try and give my goodbyes you draw me near and everyday in the back of my mind thats my biggest fear.
