There is nothing intriguing here.
I am safer alone..
Damn you titillation.
For where lust overwhelms,
Love is about the only the constant that makes sense.
I feel noob..
Show me your light.
My love,
I want to feel your love more than you know it. I want to hear your words more than listen to them. I want to feel your presence more than I want to know that it is, in fact, a concrete existence in this world.
We were not promised fast rides and clear roads. We were only promised an opportunity at this fight,
This struggle.
This love.

