
The longer and longer we wait. The more I'm afraid we dissipate. I meant every word I said, despite the ideas you have in your head. You mean more to me then any before. I suppose that's why my insanity caused such an uproar. I'm jealous, I'm angry, I'm sad and there's nothing I can do to stop you from being mad. I'm a fool, immature and naive, but you got to believe I'm not one to decisive. I'm not one to lie or cheat. There's no need with all this passion and heat. I'm not like those others before. Who cold and mean, caused such an uproar. This is why I am so obsessed. You're stuck thinking of the rest. And now here am I too because all I ever thought about was you. I'm one of hundred here in this pack of those who lay with you in your sack. How does one even know you care when there are so many to compare. Alas I say this isn't fair as you run into you lair. A place where so many other have dared. Enter,embraced and sweetly shared. Casanova may have been quiet proud. Such foolish thoughts, my mind does cloud. I'm jealous, I'm angry, I'm sad and there's nothing I can do to bring back what we had. If there was even an ounce there, you won't tell me, alas again this isn't fair. the longer and longer we wait. The more I'm afraid we dissipate. go on and be no more and then every not I cry on on the floor. I'm not ready to let you go. My heart internally bleeds for you so. I have forgotten all that your past in only hope I would be your last. Believe me this was no easy task and I could not hide it behind a different mask. I just wanted you to make love to me. With sweet kind words so I could see. To be special to you is my only thought. Compliments and kisses is all I sought. With out this I don't know if you truly care. And once more Alas I say this isn't fair.