Good god.

Will I feel this forever?

Searching every face
on every corner
For a trace of someone
Who I cannot discover
Because she walks with another
And calls him her lover.

What if?

What if I chomped down on the bullet
And told her I loved her
And then she wished on a star
For a hole in the ground
To swallow her up
And a landslide to cover
What we have right now
as friends with each other?

She is..

My unobtainable Muse
She fuels the fire
I'm afraid I might lose

I burn bright in the night
From her flames
That I choose
To stand so very close to
Because I cannot refuse
The spit and the crackle
And the pain that informs me
That I'm still alive
Self abuse

I adore thee.