I hate that I dream about you. 

Now I have to have a drink and a nice slow dance with myself. Caressing my body and my cup.
Eyes closed.
;Head slightly tilted backwards.

Fuck you.
I've got me. 

I wish I could just say stop...
It's just not working for you.
That attitude and outlook is made up of artificial s.
No flavor in anything that you do.

To You....

I didn't think these feelings would come so sudden.

WTF am I thinking?

Watching this Hurricane get worse from my window.

Without blinking.

Planking

On the idea that there's a possibility of You.....

I don't wanna include I.

My frustrations are clear as to why.

It's you...

I've felt this before. 

This time I'm actually afraid.

I'm upset I'm taking back me asking for an upgrade.

Something presented so beautifully; it's hard to believe...

It's true.

First off, I wanna commend you.

On your spectacular personality despite your scarred life.

I'm not trying to offend you.

More like defend you.

Be the security guard of your ventricles' 3 chambers. 

Or more like your new pink Samurai Power Ranger.

Keeping you from mishaps & danger.

I respect you.

Therefore, I'm avoiding getting to neglect you.

By getting to know you.

Imagine* Me being all that you need. 

I could hardly imagine giving you to my brain for it to feed.

Long talks.

Long walks.

Both minds freed.

Repeatedly intellectually intertwining.

Without denying the facts.

Or even lying about the facts.

For us; the stars are aligning...

Clearly defining

We were meant for one another.

Loving you like a brother.

Thus choosing you, as my lover.

All this, we could have the chance to discover.

If we let it all out to be uncovered.

Love between 2 people could* be so beautiful.

I usually speak from experience.

But from what I know in my soul, is that love is an idea of brilliance.

I want to experience those real emotions.

With you.