We are the Vices We share.

This is the waine in the proximity,
ahh it feels so good,
so good to have you close to me.
I count days, weeks, until i get to see,
see you on a more intamate level then classtime.

feel your body curl into mine,
melt away all that is sick and sore.
no, its not love indieing,
but somthing more.
more then a rebound or a crush.
does it have a label?

From the first day I met you,
I only thought of you and me in a fable.
nowadays it seems like you're whats stable.
atleast, for now, today, this week.

I didnt think you'd be my type.
not overdramatic
nor a lunatic
but a heratic
just like me.

and though these days my soul and mind seem sick
your lips and teeth and tounge are just the kick
the kick ineed to smile, to dream, to hope. maby...
...elope? true, every day I'm becomeing somone new.

but then again, none of this matters, its only highschool.

~
for awhile i really liked this, now it just sounds kinda stupid.

I totally love this.