shy_times

a cloud hangs over,
its a city by the sea,
i watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be,
out there and sober,
as a well for loneliness,
please due persist girl its time we met and made a mess,

i pictured your face,
to the back of my eyes,
a fire in the attic,
a proof of the prize,
anna molly,
anna molly,
anna molly. . .

i write every day poems and entries blog umm scribbles all that stuff i have seen it first hand and ive enjoyed it and sucked it in and took it for all it was worth, when she left i learned that evreything i waited for wasnt worth the wait (not sex wise) im not big on sex at all im more of a umm relationship person im very personal about sex i like have to love you no other way for me but now since “she” left i want to fall in love again but i dont want it to be a waste of time. . .it should never be a waste of time.. . .am i wierd?

i want a beer a friend a tv a video game and umm lots of time that oughtta be fun!