"Cover Me, Comfort Me"

You're out. It's 11pm. I wish you were here, instead. You made your choice. This is a reality. I really needed your comfort. If only i knew your intentions. I dont know how to feel now that it's 11pm. Cover me. Get off me. Comfort me - no, get off me. Why can't things be simplier?

I wanted to say "Life has been great since i met you. Thank you."

Could I? Should I? My very soul is starved for some where warm, fine and private. I should not want you. I should not expect you. I'm really in so much pain.

It's 11pm and you're still not home. Maybe I'm not worth it. Crystal and See-Through. And not much too you.

I'm hungry, but i could live without you. And if i can't i'll just die.




  ¶ 9/22/2004 10:50:00 PM