my thoughts have become infected
thoughts of you, leave all others neglected .
what is it that you have done?
to consume me with the concentration of a thousand suns?
with you, i wish to appear perfect, with flaws.
stay oblivious to the tainted darkness that i once crawled.
my false smile, and rehearsed laugh shall leave you uncertain,
as I whisper begging you not to look behind my curtain.
i wonder how often your mind wonders to the thought of me?
when the thought of you makes me feel as if my head is in the clouds, or drowning at sea.
completely captivated as i watch the smoke spill from between your lips,
i fear the inevitability where you are the sun and i shall become your eclipse.
