Like Magnets.......

Hey.
I know this isn't easy.
Walking hand in hand with our futures.
Hoping the present lasts longer than its meant to.
Waving at our pasts as it stares through the window.
Mad.
Too bad we stopped paying attention after we met.
and my house stopped feeling like home after you left.
Peaceful moment exists where we slept.
Every breath.
Hiding more than words.
Subtle gestures.
Facial expressions that require guessing.
Every question is interesting.
But neither of us know the answers.
I suppose that's part of the fun.
Hoping that the journey will lead us.
GPS some unknown destination
and guide us.
Hide us
From the pain that comes with caring.
Staring back at us from across the room.
Hand in hand hoping these intertwined fingers won't lead us astray.
But if so, fuck it.
I'll risk it.
Your worth it.
Nowhere near perfect, but who is.
Truth is
Acknowledging flaws
and knowing they made you.
But not allowing them to shape you.
Some unnameable figure.
The unsaid.
Emotions climb back into lives like the undead.
and I'm just playing vampire.
Constantly inspired.
Involved.
Unafraid
When the lonely stoner is outplayed.
and our nights become days
and they into nights.
and we wonder how long we've been away from the world.
Impossible is seeing eye to eye.
Instead we go head to head.
Contenders.
Better than being pretenders.
Especially when we both surrender
and remember why it is we landed.
and why we never take off. unless its clothes.

Cool.

and the occasional shoulder chip.

Wondering if we would been better off as kids.

Unaware of what this is.

But then, theirs never any fun in the simple.

We prefer the challenge.

Making every moment count between us.

Geniuses.

Arrogant comprises.

Surprises

Let's spend our nights working on tomorrows morning.

Ignoring all warnings.

By those who find unhappiness as a purpose

and refuse to dig for the soul

for the picture on the surface.

So what, I still print while you write in cursive.

Fuck it, I think I'll risk it.

Something tells me your worth it.