We make believe every day so that our lives seem like theyre still worth living and in the end come to realize it\'s only us that we\'ve been kidding… without you my time would be better spent jumping towards a train, Dying to catch the ghost of a good thing. My dearest companion, I long of your essence, and starve for the being of you . I beg for the opportunity to thrive in your shadow to exist between the fragments of light cast by the shadows of your glow. it is far beyond the flawless tactics of your elegantly superficial flesh or the way your bones have achieved such graceful perfection framing the structure that is you and the creature to which I\'ve been so helplessly drawn. “It\'s all suicide if I hide because you\'re everywhere I look and in my skin I taste your neck and lips just from breathing in” so draw your breath and breathe me as I aspire so helplessly lost in you. through hazel windows Ive found a purpose, so I blindly obey my heart claiming to recognize its counterpoint somewhere in the light of those light blue eyes… my mind feels the curves of your essence and at times like these I feel your heartbeat as much as I feel my own and I understand that separation is an allusion to love. our lives extend far beyond the limitations of us.