hug someone

And then, and then, and then… I found out there’s no limit(soldiers haha) to how many times you can thrust a hug upon someone. Unh huh.

this moment would be an extremely good time.

The scenery out there must be so beautiful to keep you away.
I often wonder where you are,
Where would you be?
Would it be Oregon,
Michigan,
Or maybe New Jersey?
Could you possibly be close?
The speedometer that keeps you awake says drive faster,
Turn signal says move over,
The brakes say stop.
Now look in your rearview mirror.
I hope you know,
that i am your work,
That i am that weight you failed to check in at the weighing station.
I am every new town you leave behind,
I am that dessert road you hate driving through.
I am the keys you locked inside on a rainy night.
I am your 19th wheel.
I am that road that took you from me,
i am the road that took me,
and made me into you.
I, also will not drive back, that is of course, untill it’s too Late.

My little vampire,
you’re growing so quickly.
It seems as if it were yesterday,
you played with your toys,
crawled from the wall,
gave me a coo.

My little vampire,
If you could only see your reflection
in these family photos,
could you see your smile.
My little vampire.

But my little vampire,
you’ve clutched me for too long.
You have become fat from my blood.
You have become too needy,
my little vampire.

Little vampire,
You have slept upside down for far too long,
killed too many of my friends,
you have drained me.

Little vampire,
Please leave me,
Please go away and let me recover my strength.

Little vampire,
leave me to my coffin,
and find your own.

I watched a crow today.
A black spot in my life.
in my hand I hold the broken end of a shovel,
no shovel, just stick.
The crow squaked.
My teeth began to grind.
this was luck in one hand, and in the other,
daydreams.
the bird took flight,
my eyes fixed and focused.
Crow, don’t fly too low
or i will strike you down.
Then, the crow flew too low.
I hated having to keep my word.
That black spot in my life made quite a sound when hit in the face.
I don’t think it will be gone,
at least not for long.
There will be more of them, they do reproduce.
There’s one swallowing the soup of a worm,
high in the trees as it squirms, me in its eye’s corner, knowing that one day i’ll have to repeat myself,
“I watched a crow today.”

I want to hug her sooo tightly.

thinking something else, without corroding away, without feeling like this isn’t for me, without seeing a different view, without her, without you, without anything. Hug freely, nothing to it, why should there be, it’s just a hug isn’t it….
Harmless.