Random Thoughts

I wonder if you're up here with me...floating above all of this organized choas ...
Are you echoing my sentiments?

It's going to be over soon, I say...and do you nod? Acknowledge the simplicity in the complicated?

We're hovering above it all...not denying its existence but knowing that there's more than the conversation of it.

When I think about you...things seem so profound. I haven't much to go on here...but I believe you to be more than you have ever given to me....and I'm prepared for the idea that this is not what you are...the idea anyway...

One day this is going to be over...and by this I mean, this...and this
Something new is always emerging
And when we merge the plurals...I see it as a positive thing

But of course, you're not so giving of your heart. And, admittedly, your focus is elsewhere....
Could you be any more intoxicating?

Yet somehow...I think you misunderstand me...or want to believe me to be someone I am not.
Though you aren't much different than most...
I don't blame you...but me, the one who gives you what you have to work with...

To know that I've got your attention thus far is comforting

Each day brings a new...