These thoughts have simpy never materalized in so long.
Brand New, snowy drives, sitting in the basement dreaming of you and me.
"I'm burning like a bridge for your body"
Who knew where life would take us?
Different cities, friends, experiences.
Long conversations with friends over ten minute encounters.
Small conversations that made my heart race. Sweaty palms, trying not to talk fast, stepping out and wanting more.
Funny as it was when I had whatever I wanted, I wanted what I couldn't have.
My stupid mouth.
How foolish I seemed, the pleading text messages.
Turn starboard captain, this was the only conquest I never could win.
I never would have thought that you'd be where you're at, while look at me!
I've got a great job, I'm grown up, I'm different than all of the other boys, can't you see?
Enough charades, less talk, more being genuine.
You can't go it alone.
I can't wait until I can pry that part of our life open... Again.
And you must know that if I can't afford the crowbar to do it, forever realize that you will be the one missing out.
