Why do your kisses hurt if I want them so badly?
Why do I ache, when you're holding me tight?
Why do I feel my heart break when you smile?
Why do I break down every night?
Isn't everything perfect?
Isn't everything great?
No, everything is oppisite,
But damn it, that's just fate.
My mind travels back so far,
But it seems like yesterday,
Things came out so negative,
And now there's so much to say.
Please go back to what we had,
So many called it love,
Step away for just a moment,
From all this push and shove.
Now hold me like I knew so well
Just pretend like it is true,
Then whisper almost meaningfully,
"I really love you too."
Pull me close and on your chest,
Is where I rest my head,
But will this really happen?
Do you really want me dead?
I dream it all and it floats away,
Then comes realization and pain,
And everything comes back,
And loving you is still in vain.
I like better in my dreams,
With the hugs and kisses too,
I know you will never love me,
But in my dreams you do.

Stephanie Jones
12:13 am September 13, 2003

Dedicated: The first, and the last time I state your name in this blog...one; Mr. Alex Anderson, him, the person I feel I could never live without.