Unrequited

The 'hey's and 'how are you's turn into
'Do you still think about me?'s
The question arises every now and again since our former 'we'
Suddenly turned back into 'you' and 'me'
All I can say in response is
'Sometimes I miss you, sometimes I don't.'

From there the convo takes the turn I always try to avoid
I receive a surplus of messages explaining how she feels
But... I can't reply
I can't be sucked back into something I tried to leave
I can't fall for her prose again
No words, facial expressions or body language can be understood by her
So I pour my heart into an ellipsis to explain where my head is
Dot dot dot, enter key.

And then I wait... hoping she understands
The ringing sound and flashing box alerts me that she sent me some words
Wishing my eyes would read them
And then it rings again...and again... and again
I interpret the flashes as morse code, saying:
'WARNING! READING THESE MESSAGES MAY RAISE BLOOD PRESSURE."
So I hesitate, but read it nontheless

My eyes see a wall of text
The bricks are words
And the color is questions
'What is that supposed to mean?'
'Why can I never get an answer from you?'
'Why can't you ever just tell me how you feel?'
'What happened to the girl I used to know that told me how she felt?'
My first thought, that girl died a long time ago
Second thought, emotions formed in words
Emotions formed in tears
And emotions displayed in a depressed posture never seemed to get through
So I stroked the keys slow and dropped tears on each one
Hoping some how my feelings would travel through ethernet cords, seep through the screen
And hit her like it's been hitting me, by this one message...

'You want me to love you again, but I swear I won't.'

Desecrated

Dreams written in sand
Were washed away by the sea
Killing my esteem.

Midnight Rain

The soothing sound of midnight rain always calmed my nerves
I believe it is the gift that a stressful day deserves
The fluorescent white and pure blue of lightning as it strikes
Warms my soul and keeps me in awe with its beauty the rest of the night
The silence shattering crack followed by the boisterous boom
Usually frightened others, scaring them into their room
I enjoy every sound and sight from the beginning to close
The storm before the calm was my inspiration to transcribe my prose
The soothing sound of midnight rain always calmed my soul
The following morning I lay creatively drained from the emotions my muse, the rain, stole.

Just For Tonight

Just for tonight
I want you to be mine
I want your body to be the artwork
And I, the critic
I want to analyze you
And see where I fit in your existence
Just for tonight

Just for tonight
I want you and I to have a label as 'we'
But tomorrow I want us to be N*Sync and have no strings attached
So right now I'll be your homework
It's necessary for you to do me
Just for tonight

Just for tonight
I want you to snap into this Slim Jim
I want you to be Jesus
And I want to be the last supper
I want you to have a random cannibalistic desire and eat me
Just for tonight

Just for tonight
I want you to make it hurt so much that it feels good
I want you to pull my hair till you make me scream
Maybe even choke me... but gently
I want you to make me submit
Just for tonight

Just for tonight
I want to be your one and only
I want to forget the lady you have at home
I want to be the only one on your brain
Just for tonight
And only for tonight

Because tomorrow...
I don't even want to remember your name.