Man.

It's difficult to know what to think when you don't even know where they are.

I'm starting to get stomach aches just thinking about where I am, accompanied by fucked up dreams that leave me in cold sweats.

Like how do I get my mental back on straight when all she wanna do is go out and party supposedly.

I've been able to cope but these dreams/nightmares are killin me really cause I wake up feelin like it really happened or sumthin.

So look, fuck it.

All of it.

Everytime I reach steady ground

Everytime I reach steady ground it's snatched from me like i don't deserve it.

Accused with no proof.

Spited for no reason.

Still have yet to do something wrong.

But shit wats the difference of not doing something wrong and getting accused of it? 

 Then doing something wrong and getting accused of it?

I'm getting worn pretty thin on this subject and tired of waiting around in a literal and metaphorical sense. 

W/e I guess this doesnt help.

It's out of my hands.

Im really speechless so please excuse the lack of meaning for this post if you don't already know.

I'm in love.

There's no poem I could write,

There's no gift I could give,

There's no word I could say,

That could even touch on the passion I have for this woman.

But I'll be damn sure I never stop trying.