Losing Touch

I\'m losing touch
starting to care so much
can\'t stop missing your touch
One problem, you\'re not my man
I shouldn\'t be holding your hand
life shouldn\'t be so grand
I dont deserve a man like you
Never thought my dreams would come true
Never thought they would be of you
I know I\'m not normal but neither are you
Just afraid you wont understand
how having you just wasn\'t planned
I need some time to think things through
Before I go falling for you
what is this is all a mistake?
some teenage crush I just can\'t shake
What if this is the worst decision I ever make?
But if things happen as planned
I\'ll be proud to call you my man
I\'d never treat you like she does
I would be the best there ever was
would you love me like you love her?
Can you deal with the problems that are bound to occur?
Can your family accept me?
Can they deal with the past?
would our love prove to last?
Why all these questions?
Why so much fear?
Why do I wish so bad you were here?
How do I move on?
how can life change?
All these emotions feel so strange
Dont get me wrong, I want this to work
But all of these thoughts drive me Bizerk
Dont wana lose you or move to fast
dont want to live life looking at the past
wondering how that would have happened
If that would have lasted
thinking of how much fun we have when we\'re blasted
Random thoughts pop into my head
Like how I dont think 2pac\'s dead How cool it would be to go clubbing one day
and how hillbillies love it in the hay
How you make me laugh until I cry
How I know you\'ll be at my funeral when I die
how if I really love you I cant tell you a lie
how I\'m rambling on \'cause I cant go to sleep
How I pray to the lord my soul to keep
How the stupidest things turn me on
How I\'ve always wanted to watch the dawn
How I believe in really weird stuff
When I was sixteen I got turned on by cuffs
Kinky shit can\'t go too far
Remember that time we smoked behind the truck at the bar?
Neway, did I tell you this poem will never end?
Did I mention you\'ll always be my friend?
Well this poem is nearly at an end
its damn near 4am
well remember I\'m waiting whenever you need me I\'ll be right there
I hope you see how much I care Well night night hun and love you dear
Sincerly,
ME

*This was written by a close friend of mine when she was high