The way you make me feel.
Mark, My love for you that went away and then came back in the form of a sexual conquest is hurting me. you will never read these words I know. You know I loved you. YOU are trying to hook me up with other people now. I don't know wether I should be insulted or humbled that you want to find me a consolation prize.
I hate Having an Anxiety disorder. It fucks with my friendships to much. Maybe I should go back on the pill.
The way you make me feel part II
Here is the Poem for mark. Its appropriate for my feelings
"Desires Of The Heart"
You slide along my walls
Reluctantly appeasing your desires.
Your scabrous design for some reason
Glides within my
Seamless Utopian ways.
I am steady and true.
My smooth, compassionate glass
Caresses your coarse ideas as you
Submit to the reality of your plight.
You set your eyes upon me.
My power has moved your lips to
Speak of the desires in your heart.
Boundless, I move to your limits
And, once again, prove myself so foolish.
Yet, still you strive to fill both ends
And make yourself complete.
As each movement passes,
Another chance disappears...