You did say, need me less and I’ll want you more.
I’m still shell-shocked at needing anyone,
used to being used to it on my own.
It won’t be me out on the tiles till four-
thirty, while you’re in bed, willing the door
open with your need. You wanted her then,
more. Because you need to, I woke alone
in what’s not yet our room, strewn, though, with your
guitar, shoes, notebook, socks, trousers enjambed
with mine. Half the world was sleeping it off
in every other bed under my roof.
I wish I had a roof over my bed
to pull down on my head when I feel damned
by wanting you so much it looks like need.
Grief, and I want to take it up in you;
joy, and I want to spend it all inside
you; fear, and you are the place I can hide.
Courage is what leaves me brave enough to
turn you around and tell you what to do
to me, after. Rivers, and downstream glide
I; we breathe together. You look, or I’d
get scared, but you’re watching while you take me through
the deep part, where I find you, where you need
to know I do know where, know how to drive
the point home. Wit: you get the point and flat
statement of a gift of tongues. I get
up, and you get me down, get lost, you lead
me home, or I take you, and we both arrive.
How can you love me with the things I feel
that scare me crashing on the window glass?
How can you love me when I’m such an ass-
hole (sometimes) I can’t take hold of what’s real-
ly there and use it, let you take the wheel
and put my head back as the truck-stops pass?
Where would we go that morning? Would the grass
beside the highway mount to granite, steel
and rubber take us far enough that I
could pull my ghosts out of my guts and cry
for them, with you behind me, on some high
stone place, where water breaks from underground
arteries with hard breaths, that would sound
like mine, letting them go, saying goodbye?
Sometimes, I wish I could tell you that you terrify me, and make me feel safe at the same time.
Sometimes, I wish I could tell you that your smile is what I need when my day is going all wrong.
Sometimes, I wish I could tell you that I would give anything to spend forever by your side… if you wanted me.
Sometimes, I wish I could tell you that I feel so vulnerable when you look at me… and that the love I see in your eyes is the only reason I let you hold me… because if you didn’t love me, I would say you deserve to be happy and with someone else… but you do love me… and for some reason I make you happy.
Sometimes.. You see these thoughts flash across my eyes, and you ask me what they are… But the moment they do cross… I know they don’t need to be spoken.
I know I love you more than you love me… but maybe if I love you long enough… maybe you’ll want to spend forever with me too…
Sometimes I pray for that.
He would get his ass back home ;)
I am a cuddler.
I am a morning person.
I am an only child.
I am currently in my pajamas.
I am currently pregnant.
I am left handed.
I am a little shy around the opposite gender at first.
I bite my nails.
I can be paranoid at times.
I enjoy country music.
I enjoy smoothies.
I enjoy talking on the phone.
I have a car.
I have/had a hard time paying attention at school.
I have a hidden talent.
I have a pet.
I have a tendency to fall for the “wrong” guy/girl.
I have all my grandparents.
I have been to another country.
I have been told that I have an unusual sense of humor.
I have or had broken a bone.
I have caller I.D. on my phone.
I have bathed someone.
I have changed a diaper.
I have changed a lot over the past year.
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
I have had major/minor surgery.
I have killed another person.
I have had my hair cut within the last week
I have mood swings.
I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
I have rejected someone before.
I like the taste of blood.
I love Michael Jackson.
I love sleeping.
I love to shop.
I own 100 CDs or more.
I own and use a library card.
I read books for pleasure in my spare time.
I sleep a lot during the day.
I strongly dislike math.
I was born in a country other than the UK.
I watch soap operas on a regular basis.
I work at a job that I enjoy.
I would classify myself as ghetto.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I am currently wearing socks.
I am tired.
I love to paint/draw/sketch/sculpt.
I consume at least one alcoholic drink every month.
I have/had:
Graduated high school.
Rode every ride at an amusement park.
Collected something really stupid.
Gone to a concert.
Helped someone.
Spun turn tables.
Watched four movies in one night.
Been dumped.
Taken a college level course.
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.
Watched someone die.
Been to a funeral.
Burned yourself.
Ran a marathon.
Your parents got divorced.
Cried yourself to sleep.
Spent over $200 in one day.
Cheated on someone.
Been cheated on. (But never been able to prove it)
Written a 10 page letter.
Had a best friend.
Lost someone you loved.
Skipped school.
Got in trouble for something you didn’t do.
Stolen books from the library.
Been in a mental hospital.
Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
Fired a gun
Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.
Attempted suicide.
Written poetry.
Read more than 20 books a year.
Gone to Europe.
Loved someone you couldn’t have.
Used a coloring book over age 12.
Had stitches.
Taken a taxi.
Had more than 5 online conversations going at once.
Had a hamster.
Dyed your hair.
Had something pierced.
Got straight A’s.
Your parents sent you to a shrink.
Been handcuffed.(my friends dad was a cop. it was a joke)
My hair is naturally the color:
Light brown
Medium brown
Dark brown
Blonde
Black
Dirty blonde
Strawberry blonde/GingerMy eyes are:
Brown
Blue
Green
Grey
Hazel
Light brown
A combination of thingsI am a:
Male
FemalePeople sometimes label me as ___, .
Slut
Girly
Ugly
Nerd
Other
My longest relationship was ___. (including on and off relationships)
1 month or less
2 months
3 months
4 months
5 months
6 months
7 months
8 months
9 months
10 months
11 months
A year+
Two years or more
I’ve never been in a real relationship.
Some of my biggest fears are ___.
Spiders/other insects
Dying
Doctor/dentist appointments
Hospitals
Needles
Disease
Being alone in the dark
Heights
Falling down
Small spacesNot being in Control
Oceans/large bodies of water
Holes
Large animals
Small animals
Dying young
Open spaces
SnakesI have ___.
A friend with benefits
A laptop in my room
A television in my room
Good grades
My own car
Married parents
You realize your mother stalks you on Facebook.
