breeze.

well some do know this.
but it doesnt affect why i'd type these.

everytime i feel like drifting away and not caring.

the very same person comes to mind.

im sorry God it isn't you.

but i thank you for putting her in my life.

sometimes i ponder over the matter of physical attraction.

of how her chubby face would feel great to snuggle against

of how softly those pair of eyes blinked.

and i feel bad that suddenly i want to just hug something.

but then there are better looking girls around.

there are taller ones... there are prettier ones.

there are even girls with better attitudes.

but somehow im convinced..

she's the other part of me.

this is the part where everything drops./

hope, chance, success, spirit.

i know im not good enough. im a bum.

i cant control my mouth, i blurt and hurt her feelings

why am i being entangled? have i nothing better to say?

those soft.. slow, relaxed eyelids.
closing in together.

im stuck.. and i cant get out.