Jun 10, 2005 16:11
Stop being in my head. Stop being in my mind in my thoughts. Stop being in my dreams. Stop your voice from telling me your hopes your fears your wants your desire your craving. Stop all the truths. Stop all the moments. Stop all the smiles. Stop all the silences where we are more at comfort just knowing that we're both there. Both there for each other as much as we can. Both there on the same page. So unlike anyone else before. Stop what I can't control. Stop what I didn't believe was real. Stop taking me to that point beyond that of any before you.
You are dis-proving everything I proved before. You are telling me all that I have figured out are lies. My overlook. My oversight. I am unable to deal with this reality you have handed me. Unless you aren't real. A figment. A dream I have personified. An active imagination and a wanton dream come to life.
Give me back my thoughts, my nights without realizing what I'm missing, my happiness without knowing you existed, my rationality, my disposition, my sanity.
I'm lying. What I really want is you. Just you. More than anything I have ever conceived was possible. Until then, the package is incomplete. Give me your heart. Let me hand over mine. Don't show me what I've been missing then deny me fulfillment.
What I'm really asking for is you. Simple. Perfict. Complete.