• Put simple, but not to think on;
    I love you now, and always have.
    I break this silence yet again
    To no one.
    On these darkest of nights,
    I burn and twist and cringe
    With the urges and desires of
    Calling our name again.
    The memories flowing through me,
    Adolescent they are,
    But fantasies are created from truths.
    Am I a low life?
    Cut my life out if this confession isn't true.
    My choice was made.
    I know that life is out of reach.
    Toss and turn
    And please don't wonder
    About old whatsername,
    And dream of Ano while
    I bury my face in my hands
    And think of the night.

    ~TVL