storms brew

The bedroom smells like sex and drugs, rock n roll is playing on the radio. Twenty two days in to winter and my life has changed again… so here we go. Sometimes i think about wishing that things were the way they used to be, but there are so many used to be’s, i just cant decide which used to be the best for me. I think that you’re starting to care… I feel it in your touch, i can sense it on your lips, i need for you to say it, i wanna here you say it, i don’t wanna say it first. Open windows and incense burning, as im living, im still learning… This now is all that I have left, there are beautiful memories that will forever live in my heart, but i wont keep them to remind me that i lost them to time, no i will keep them as proof that beautiful things do happen and that even the hardest heart can be kind. im on the right track to find my answers. Im hoping to find the knowledge that will keep this love burning. I know there is an answer. 13ewd