Second Entry

Wanting it to not have started, just as much I wanted it to end. So morbid to always have to think like that.

I want it to be different and to what extreme I can not even begin to explain; such a large complex.

I don't want to know you, yet I could not wait and can't wait to have you.

To hunger for you always drain every inch of me, that all I want to do is stay so ever still.

While I severely rock to the sensation that shortly overcomes me, I try and create a high that once did exist.

I never want to love. This being the one thing I never was expecting to see; was me in you.