May, Sixth 2OO9 ; 11:52pm.
The things i think about at night in the day and by your side are the same things i dream about at night, sometimes i wish i could sleep threw my whole life just so that i could love with out loving, with out the hurt just the pleasure but then the alarm goes off and im back to those thoughts that only seem to tease me. I wouldn't bother asking you what you think about because i dont want to destroy the little joy i get out of closing my eyes and seeing way more then i could tell you . . .
The things i think about at night in the day and by your side are the same things i dream about at night, sometimes i wish i could sleep threw my whole life just so that i could love with out loving, with out the hurt just the pleasure but then the alarm goes off and im back to those thoughts that only seem to tease me. I wouldn't bother asking you what you think about because i dont want to destroy the little joy i get out of closing my eyes and seeing way more then i could tell you . . .
