Are you toying with me my dear? No, as if i had the privilege of being acknowledged by you. It's still a thought of mine I dwell on, mostly to shed light on the others.
Secrets are very important to you, I know, but the trill of letting one out over rides the fear of embarrassment and/or destruction, doesn't it?
With this I keep it all to myself. Selfish some may say, but it all makes me feel closer to you, though you couldn't be further away. With each idea you bring to the table, i bring something in return. Tonight I will bring the side dish, do you have a favorite?
I do not have a grip on reality, therefore, the truth in my eyes are blurred. Perhaps I'm better of this way, preserve the child in me, minus the foolishness this time around. I do believe every word you've said, am I a fool to trust someone i don't even personally know? Or do I? I know you better then I know me these days, but at the same time, what your name is wouldn't change any thing you've said.
For this truth, I am forever in debt to you.
p.s- I will use the finest of my brushes, and the darkest of my colors, my best masterpiece of shit, every line carefully thought out with each aspect of you in mind.
Keep talking....
xoxo
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