You lay in my floor
By choice of course
And as I lay alone
Up on my bed
I can't help but let my eyes wonder
Along with my empty mindIt's 11:00 and I'm curious
I'm curious as to what
Flavour of ice is your favourite
What colour you'd paint your first house
What your dreams are
What you want to do with your life
Where you want to goIt's always nonsense of thoughts
Always gibberish ans random
Like I wonder what you think about when no one's looking
Or if you know how beautiful you are
I won't lie
I was totally checking you out earlierThe dips and valleys of your body
Looked breath taking wrapped in the black material
That clings to you like a second skin
It's 11:10
And I want to hold you
I want nothing more than to have you in this bed
Off of the hard floorI have to wonder if you know
That you taste like Valentine's candy
I wonder if you know how soft your hair is
Or how comforting your smell is
I have to wonder if you know that I cry for you
Do you know what you mean to me
I have all these questions
And not a one will ever be answeredIt's 11:20
And I'm in love
I'm in love with you
The thought of you
I want to be able to wrap my hands around your hips
And just pull you close
I want to proudly display you as mine
I want everyone to know you're my girlfriend
My Misanthropic QueenYou're beautiful
So beautiful
Even if you can't see it we can
From your eyes
To your lips
From your chin
To your hips
You're beautiful
Every inch is perfectYour fair skin
And dark hair
Light eyes
And soft lipsYou're everything and more
I get slightly jealous over you
But I'd never admit that to anyone
I'd never verbally say it
You're so cute when you're asleep
You look so at peaceIt's 11:30
My dog just stepped on your face and you didn't flinch
You keep rolling around in my floor
Oh how I wish you'd get out of the floor
If you weren't three feet bigger than me
I'd put you in my bed
Oh you're sitting up now
And you just left my room
I suppose to go pee
Or get something to drinkI was sleepy
But now
Not so much
At least now I can
Try to keep you from going back in the floor
I hope
Guess we'll see huhAlso
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Broken Parts
PoetryThis is a collection of poems and short stories by myself and I wanted to share them with you.