Love and such

I had a post started at work today and saved it on notepad before our internet connection went down. I guess I'll post that tomorrow.

When I say you sucked my brain out
the english translation
is I am in love with you
and it is no fun.

I lay down on my bed, wearing my bright yellow flowery pants, socks and long sleeve shirt on this cold ass night while thinking "should I stay or should I go". It's too soon! I should need to stay! I don't want to turn my heater on because I'd rather sleep all wrapped like a burrito than in my "adam and eve" suit with my fan blowing in my face.

I almost want someone to just hold my hand and say "yes you will be alright, everything will be alright" and thats it. I need the reassurance that I haven't lost all the people that I thought were true and real and fat and blood.
People to whisper in my ear "I am there just if you look behind I'll be there".

I throw my net out, to see what sticks.
Sometimes I'm sad when things don't stick.
Sometimes I'm suprised at the things that end up staying with you.
But you make them into something beautiful, you put them in your playdough mixture and make a lion out of it, mix green and red and blue together.

So just whisper if you read this and tell me it will be alright.

I feel like a new part of my life has started
and the old soul is now wondering around trying to find someone
who will mother it like I did
perhaps we will meet again one day at the right time.



I am misguided.
What do you think love is anyway?
You tell me...