I mean really, a title? Yeesh….

I found a coupla pieces i wrote back in August that i thought i’d posted…so here you go.

—————————————————–
Something in my mind keeps
reminding me…that I’m not ready
to love again. Or
maybe the problem/issue is
i am too ready…to love…again.

i trust him: completely…truly
madly deeply I [am fallin in]
love him i do. So who am i attempting
to justify this claim to??

Part of me wants
hopes wishes dreams
of this working out…everlasting love
and all that other shyt i’ve been
told [advised] not to believe in…
like fairy tales and pixie dust
ghosts & goblins…& talking cars.

But my car communicates, i’ve felt ghosts,
i dream fairy tales & i believe in dreams.
i believe in you. i believe in in “us”.

My days begin & end with you…
and my job is pushed along with your thoughts

Lets: build a computer, buy a house, start
a family, rule the world

or…we can just…love.