Feb 20, 2011 12:17
I can taste my dreams when I wake up.
My body is tense with anticipation of what I've witnessed coming true.
But my dreams arent you.
My abundence of confidence lately is making my reality relationships blurry.
I know myself when I feel this way.
It always ends up great for me, and worse for others.
but sometimes, you have to do what you have to do to be happy.
fate is waving at me from the spring grass.
I see you, I want you, and eventually, you'll be mine.
I know because I can already taste you.
sweet, sensual, satisfied.
I already have you.