beyond the boundaries of slumber

Pity tastes like cheap chocolate. And you & I are two compatible humans, and I want you to love me. You are not exceedingly attractive, and there will be no Abercrombie & Fitch ads with your face all over them. But regardless, you shine brighter than photo-shopped smiles, and I just want someone to be happy with. All I need is your forever. But if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to put these emotions into a bottle and send them out to sea. The ocean is a good listener and I’ve got two slices of time and a penchant for saltwater. And in the end... I just hope you remember me by those subtle forehead kisses and the way my fingers slid into yours with ease.