i might be

intoxicated with your love.
indulged with your sweet slick words,
suffocated with your soul-y blood & reminders,
pressured with your kind careness,
your witty heart with the great smile,
your opened eyes to the map of your infinite,
but ...


i still stand here.. clueless, wondering, figuring why i am not taking the greatest option maybe its too quick because ive never day dream as much as i did for anyone else but you. maybe im a little to caught up in the clouds thinking this is too good to be true. i want, need, have to have you. just not now because for that will bring us down.