Sunday, December 21, 2008

drunk

With just a dance left I strut for you.

I am drunk,
Drunk,
Drunk,
And I feel it even more now.

Come shake me,
I need to feel that humor freeing from my throat,
Feel like I am floating on air because what you said made it ten times more worth it in the end.

I really just want to cry,
Scream that I really want you,
And text you that I need you...

I hate feeling so dishonest because of the game,
Everything I say now is only 10% me,
And everything I think of is the only 100% David.

Just leave,
Just love me,
Just tell me that after you,
There is someone.

...That there is only you.

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