unoriginal blog part twenty-seven.

I can't even keep control over my own thoughts.
They always wander to the same place, every single time, my mind runs to thoughts of you.
It doesn't matter what else I'm doing, or how important what I'm trying to concentrate on is.
That's creepy, but I'm over it.

Really, if you think about it, this whole blog thing I have going on here is pretty creepy. I just talk about you, and how I feel about you, all the time.
And occasionally something about my cat, or my desire to change addresses frequently.
But, as I said, if I'm talking, or typing, or thinking, the same thing pulls my focus, so its obviously going to be mentioned.

I don't know how I feel about the poetry I've been writing lately.
I almost feel like I'm regressing. :/

I may edit it and take these poems out.

He's fallen below
Every place he wanted to go
And what she still doesn't know
Is how?

She's been pushed to the side
Just tries to find somewhere to hide
But we all know paths collide
Just not why.

They stumbled into each other
While masked, and undercover
Of years and wondering
What next?

Together, or apart
They have learned from their hearts
And received a fresh start
Starting now.

He stepped up above
She flies like a dove
And all from their love,
Just their love.


And:
I don't know where I'm headed
Just where I'm coming from,
I do know who I am today,
But not who I will become.
I can only give you what I have,
And all I have is me.
If that isn't good enough,
Baby, set me free.

I can't tell you what comes next,
Or where tomorrow will end,
All I know is what I need,
And that's the love of a friend.
A year ago I felt your touch,
And I felt my whole life change.
Your eyes set my world on fire,
And saved me from this cage.

Yesterday means nothing
Without the promise of today,
And tomorrow is another chance
To convince you to stay.

(I'm not so much liking the second one especially right now.)

Anyway, yeah.
I hope I'm not alone, or a major creeper in this feeling.
But, since you know exactly how I feel, and don't stop me, or give me any indication I'm alone on this, or incorrect about anything, I feel pretty good about it all.

Also, I'm almost starting to not hate driving around in the minivan. Except the whole parking, and reversing thing.
And that there are so many little toys from my brothers in the back that I can hear them moving as I turn corners.
But, I am very excited for them to come visit.
(They want to see you.)

I can't believe its almost my birthday again. It feels like this time last year just happened.
Wow. In one year, almost exactly, so much has changed.
And I still believe now what I could only hope for then.
(I love you.)