All suffering is sweet…I envy “two” more than the sun

Current mood: envious, and hating to admit it.


Secret desires breed secret liars. Hungry eyes and hungrier thighs. You don’t deserve the fear and I don’t deserve the tears. Bring me home on your back. This is what we call life. This game we play is getting cold and my patience is growing old. Tell the weak. Tell the truth. A secret silenced is a secret safe - we aren’t known for playing it safe. Rendezvous and cold showers. Repetitious in a most delicious manner. So afraid to tell. Even more to stop. Can’t bear not touching - on fire with fear when we do. Tangle our bones accessories and souls. He cant take the truth , but I cant handle not having you. Twisted triangle in a strangers head. White picket fences not required (only mirrored ceilings). Sleep on the carpet for fear of the bed. Love in the least. Greatest. Friends become more. Due to daily accompaniment or deeper meanings? Secret still. Ashamed to break the heart of the boy who has broken both of ours. We were meant for this. Twice as strong together. He keeps us apart and knows nothing of it. We deserve more or so is assumed. But whose heart is more important - more worthy of staying whole? Most precious?

Can love tear apart what love brought together?

Stormy weather has never been so beautiful as the lightning in you eyes.