past oblivion.

halfcrazy // you know what

[ november 8th, 2014 / 12. 8 ]

my own thoughts drive me up the wall sometimes

you're where you shouldn't be, 

but i'm no angel, for

i'm thinking what i 

shouldn't.

i never should've let you in, 

cause in my head is where you've resided for

longer than i'd care to admit.

it started with those eyes of yours -

like an onyx maelstrom, they drew me into you

and i rendered myself helpless 

at the point i looked 

elsewhere.

much like the longing for me 

swirls in your eyes, 

rumors about us swirl in the mouths of

those who both

know better

and those who

don't.

your friendship means the most to me

for there's no one who quite gets me the way

you do,

but i know as well as you 

that this otherness we don't speak on

but feel

ain't right.

you, 

oh you, 

you're a rare fruit, a delicacy, 

ripened by heaven's rains that fell on

many a rainy summer's eve

being eyed by someone with their own

fruit tree 

and i honestly can say that

i don't know much

but

i'm selfish for still having this fruit in one hand,

and holding that tree's leaf in the other.