let's stop making everything so complicated.
everytime i try to break down your walls, i run at them full force, kicking and screaming, shoving and pushing. they send my body ricocheting off their strong surface; gravity pulls and i sink to defeat. instead now i'm trying to chip away slowly, one little piece at a time. it seems like it would work.
the problem still remains though: time.
i'm sorry i'm leaving. i'm sorry that this is predetermined. it doesn't have to be. but it's what we will make it-knowing us, and you- and we are both aware.
so let's chill the fuCk out and have a good fucking time. trust me. kiss me. be mine.
EDIT:
when i looked up and saw you, in that teal dinosaur tshirt, boxers hanging out, moccasins, new york hat, bargain shopping- i knew that this could not be it. not today. not now. not anytime that i can even comprehend.
i laughed a little to myself as i realized that you are the boy who wouldn't make fun of me when i buy "vegetable oil stix" (5/$1) because it's cheaper than butter.
oh gaaaaahd. i lUv yaH.