what if

some days, i wonder if you're still missing me. other days, i wonder why i'm still wondering 

the universe can be cruel when it needs to be

it always explains later though 

when enough time has passed 

and you're ready to hear it 

sometimes you have to play the role of a fool to fool the fool who thinks they are fooling you

i never used to feel like this

i love the way she does nothing and still takes over the entire room 

always action chemistry. it's rare and precious 

i no longer force things. what flows, flows. what crashes, crashes. i only have space and energy for things that are meant for me

i've had too much to drink 

i've had too much to think 

and you 

something i never get enough of 

is what i always want 

even when 

i am full of something else