After long days at work or fuckin' off I would come home and you would comfort me, I would take so much of you in it was hard to see. But no matter what you stuck to the facts, You always help me kick back and relax. Although you ended up wasting alot of my money sometimes I think it was worth it. your hair was so soft and fine, every time I saw you I considerred you mine. And would never belong to any one else, Shit you even helped me get to know myself. But that time is through it's gone and done. so long POT we had some fun.
The parralllel transicities of the universes in my head would puzzle even the most educated of men. The gradual incline from world to world would throw even einstien. The many hardships in my conciuos existence have manifested many more. and my undieing love has created one so beautiful one could not even comprehend
I lay awake at night thinking about how I used to kiss you. How I would caress your skin
and how my lips miss you.I would hold you all night long even in my sleep and nomatter
what time I wake up I'd kiss you on the cheek.If only life was so simple as it seemed so
far back when. I long for the day when I see your face again. The pain and angiush you
caused when you ripped my heart to shreds, was enough for me to wish that I myself
was dead. But for what it's worth I miss you much and love you so
much more. I long for a time when our love is like it was b-4.
from the deranged pschopaths to the cardiotherasik neurologist. from the crack fiend to the little pot head on the corner.imagine if life was an adventure but were is the adventure.what if life was just somone elses thoughts? then that would mean that there would be an infinite number of thoughts to be acted out.Now what about the guy that thought us up who thought him up.