So I met you today, well, about a month ago. I met you in a restaurant and then I let you go. Into my dreams, it always seems..... I saw you again, we talked tonight. I didn't ask the question it wasn't right. I laughed because you made me. I smiled because I loved the one given. I left it on the table in the back room, too scared again. Your hair was perfect but I'm not worth it. I hope we'll talk again soon my friend.

Persistence of longing brings only shaded tears. Another lonely wanting. Another slumbered year. The time spent and made useless in our minds. Great ideas without meanings. Another jaded line. Far between the days and nights of looking at the past. Too many hopes are broken before they come to pass. Resonance of Tuesday on Sundays wall. We never gave much hope too it ever working at all.

I almost had a heart attack the first time that I peered into your eyes. Flaming hearts bound unbridled imaginations. Only God could create the symphony to adore you. No intrepid intimidation. Yet this is all I have. Little clouded words. Nothing that makes scene. Nothing for what your worth. (To me.) I could never sing. Anything. Anything well enough. I can't spell well enough. Trembled oh too many times. Thinking of the proper words to let you know just what I mean. Everything I've seen. Waiting for the upside once seen inside of me. Trials and procrastination overladen with words never seen. Too many times, too few times, and one time more. I'm unsure. Another lonely symphony. Not from God just made by me. A little too short. Such a bore. A little too loud. Thrown to the floor. I will start again tomorrow like never before. Probably won't like that one either. Stop awhile. Fake the smile. Pretend I a believer. I'll just stick to dreaming.

Knocking on the door but you are not home. Waiting with a smile. Waiting hear alone. I have had a stand off. Grasping all my fears. Waiting for your wanting. Wishing you were here. The walls all green and purple in this lonely hall. Comforting but lonely damn I missed your call. I wait you take a minute I'm not finished. Conspire, we're not wired. I miss you and hope you do too.

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Inhale, the only breath I need is yours. Sleeping in too late. I can't sleep at all. Admiring your face. Thinking of your laugh. Another wasted Sunday. It's not a waste. The curve of your back under faded T-shirt. How your sweatpants look. The way you look to me. Thinking about bacon, eggs, and pancakes. 2 O'clock recluse. I will surely take. I wait for now admiring your smile. Waiting till we wake. Your my dream.

I haven't seen you in some time. I almost forgot the crinkle by your nose when you smile. The squint when it happens. The smile that is. I wish to catch your breath as you speak. I love the little moments we have and dream of old as we figure it out. You'll be gone soon I imagine. That's how it happens. If only I could... tell you hello. We could have a chance to sing poorly with the radio. And we would be Rockstars...